I don't want you to give it up. I want you to have all the things that make you happy, babe--

[Rhys mumbles into Betelgeuse's stomach, before adjusting his position, setting his chin on Betelgeuse's tum to look up at him.]

Or-- okay, almost all of them. Maybe we should talk about-- how we do this? I mean-- how do you get everything you need while you're going out with me?