[ And you know, in that moment Rhys really does think Crowley's going to drop him. Actually tightens his grip reflexively and tries to think of how he's ever going to play that off like he didn't just get dumped, but before the thought even comes to completion he's being draw back up and there's this rush of blood or...something that goes to his head, making his pulse pound faster.
It's only exacerbated by Crowley's comment following it, and all at once Rhys feels himself loose his cool. His knees feel weak and it's the dumbest thing to get excited over something a blase as that and he knows it--but it still happens, damnit.
Rhys swallows. ]
Like...like propose a business venture on the most miserable moon in existence? [ date me ]
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It's only exacerbated by Crowley's comment following it, and all at once Rhys feels himself loose his cool. His knees feel weak and it's the dumbest thing to get excited over something a blase as that and he knows it--but it still happens, damnit.
Rhys swallows. ]
Like...like propose a business venture on the most miserable moon in existence? [ date me ]