[ The guards might not snicker or openly scoff, but Rhys? Well...he's got about as much tact as any privileged jerk in a position of high authority, and when those two guard bring Damian in he does the only sane thing he can think of in his position: he laughs in disbelief and assumes this is all some sort of elaborate joke. ]
I, wh-what? Haha, nooo no no, come on guys. Seriously? [ That's to the guards. He's not even addressing Damian directly. ] I said Killjoy, not...kid-joy? Or--whatever. [ Why does he open his mouth ] Take him home.
sorry for the lateness!
I, wh-what? Haha, nooo no no, come on guys. Seriously? [ That's to the guards. He's not even addressing Damian directly. ] I said Killjoy, not...kid-joy? Or--whatever. [ Why does he open his mouth ] Take him home.