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[Rhys immediately yelps and shoves and performatively wriggles away. This is absolutely the kind of person who allows himself to be trapped so that he can protest about it.]
I trusted you!
[Not to put your tongue in his ear!]
I trusted you!
[Not to put your tongue in his ear!]
[eeeuuuurgh, just gonna rub his ear.]
I come up here, trying to be nice and this is the thanks I get, Mr. Boundaries with the taste for earwax-- I'm just gonna go shit talk you with Hange.
[The greatest revenge.]
I come up here, trying to be nice and this is the thanks I get, Mr. Boundaries with the taste for earwax-- I'm just gonna go shit talk you with Hange.
[The greatest revenge.]
[Hange looks up, expression CRANKY.]
What are you two doing?
What are you two doing?
Hange tell your inmate to keep his tongue to himself!
[Hange stands there, staring at them, holding the giant stiff pushbroom she's using to shove bloody water off the edge of the barge.]
You just killed two people and you're fighting about tongues?
You just killed two people and you're fighting about tongues?
Well, I wasn't either of the people he killed, so yeah the tongue thing is a more immediate problem for me.
[Rhys pulls down Betelgeuse's hand to answer.]
Anyway, it was an accident, right? No one went in hard on Jedao over killing me and fucking my arm up, so I'm not going to be the manslaughter police. You two can figure that out separate from me.
[Rhys pulls down Betelgeuse's hand to answer.]
Anyway, it was an accident, right? No one went in hard on Jedao over killing me and fucking my arm up, so I'm not going to be the manslaughter police. You two can figure that out separate from me.
Well, if you two are fucking, maybe you'd better work up to that, Betelgeuse.
Rhys, just pop his head open and poke him in the brain when he does that, that's what I did.
Rhys, just pop his head open and poke him in the brain when he does that, that's what I did.
I'm not making him show me anything! He just won't even talk about it!
[And Rhys pulls a disgusted face.]
Sounds worse.
[And Rhys pulls a disgusted face.]
Sounds worse.
Ha ha!
[Suffer, Betelgeuse.]
Well, this sounds like a story that I'll want to pressure him to tell me later. Thanks for tipping me off, Rhys. Peeling Betelgeuse out of his clothes isn't in my wheelhouse, so I might never have run across that one!
[Suffer, Betelgeuse.]
Well, this sounds like a story that I'll want to pressure him to tell me later. Thanks for tipping me off, Rhys. Peeling Betelgeuse out of his clothes isn't in my wheelhouse, so I might never have run across that one!
No worries. Betelgeuse is a team sport and we all have our specialist areas.
[Rhys fucks him, you warden him! Go team! Rhys lifts his hand expectantly for a high five.]
[Rhys fucks him, you warden him! Go team! Rhys lifts his hand expectantly for a high five.]
Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha!
[Hange delivers unto Rhys the requested high five. She high fives hard!]
[Hange delivers unto Rhys the requested high five. She high fives hard!]
[Ugh, stop making this very acceptable high five weird. Rhys will accept the high five, then elbow Betelgeuse lightly in the ribs.]
You shouldn't have tried to beat me to it.
You shouldn't have tried to beat me to it.
Edited 2020-01-13 00:20 (UTC)
[She flips Betelgeuse off right back!]
Enjoy the consequences of your actions.
Enjoy the consequences of your actions.
[Rhys, on the other hand, has softened right up now that he's had a high five. Just gonna sling his arm around Betelgeuse's neck and give him a little squeeze.]
C'mon, cheer up. You were never going to get your warden more interested in gossip about me than gossip about you.
C'mon, cheer up. You were never going to get your warden more interested in gossip about me than gossip about you.
Pulled what? [A sigh. No, forget asking.] I'm going to need you to show me.
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