You can't see what Ford's seen in him because you only showed up yesterday, while the rest of us have been here for years. Of course you're not going to be able to tell how much he's changed. Maybe he blew it, but you were running a rigged game.

[Rhys sits back, folding his arms, looking at Stan narrowly.]

If he'd gone to you playing the nice guy and trying to be someone he wasn't, you would have smelled a fake. Instead he told you the worst thing you could possibly know about him and of course you decided to burn his bridge outta here. You're just-- one more guy keeping him stuck here because he can't guess what your vague standards for having changed enough are.