Rhys can never resist chances to dress fancy and enjoy himself. Tonight, he's picked out a masquerade outfit, even though the mask isn't required. Regular tuxedos are so boring, and the mask he chose kind of obscures his robotic eye. He's standing off to the side, sipping something fruity from a martini glass.

He sees the Miqo'te before Rhus sees him, giving him the perfect opportunity to grab a quick scan. It's a matter of principle, nothing more. Petty, sure. He smiles coyly as the other man approaches and offers a dance.

"You wanna dance with me? Is it the cat mask~?" Rhys's tone is teasing as he sets his near-empty glass aside. Surely Rhus will recognize the voice.