Rhys withdraws the tool from Quentin's eye socket, brushes his thumb over the other man's cheek, withdrawing a little.
"I don't think he'd be better off with anyone else on this ship instead of you in his corner. Hell, I couldn't help him any better than you did. And I-- I always kind of figured--"
He stops, pulls a face, then looks away.
"I didn't think he'd do something like this, but I guess I figured-- I figured if he was going to do it, I was a way lower risk target for it than you were."
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Date: 2019-06-25 01:33 am (UTC)"I don't think he'd be better off with anyone else on this ship instead of you in his corner. Hell, I couldn't help him any better than you did. And I-- I always kind of figured--"
He stops, pulls a face, then looks away.
"I didn't think he'd do something like this, but I guess I figured-- I figured if he was going to do it, I was a way lower risk target for it than you were."