Wh--no, I didn't mean it... I didn't mean like that, it's just! This is my head...y'know? Like my brain and my body and it's weird to think of someone inside. There. [ "Someone." Not "something." It's not a slip-up on Rhys's part and he certainly doesn't suspect any foul play or deception on his end. It's just how Rhys is after spending a large portion of his formative years seeking attention from an AI designed to keep him occupied. He isn't good at distinguishing the line between the artificial and the real when it comes to consciousnesses.

They're as good as people to him.

...but it was a little flirty, he guesses. Sorta. ]

If you're really worried just...I dunno, get me an appointment okay? Can you call my family physician?