[There may or may not be a noise that jumps out of his throat at the sound of someone's voice. The hypothetical noise may or may not be soul-crushingly emasculating.
After fumbling with his cup in a just-barely successful attempt not to drop and shatter it, Rhys straightens up and relaxes back against the counter oh so casually. He even takes a sip of... nothing, because the coffeemaker is clearly still brewing, judging by the machine's indication lights.]
Oh, y'know, this little shop in R1. They are really nice for being mass-produced. I could show you sometime.
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After fumbling with his cup in a just-barely successful attempt not to drop and shatter it, Rhys straightens up and relaxes back against the counter oh so casually. He even takes a sip of... nothing, because the coffeemaker is clearly still brewing, judging by the machine's indication lights.]
Oh, y'know, this little shop in R1. They are really nice for being mass-produced. I could show you sometime.