Maybe it's the fruity alcoholic drinks he's had, or maybe he's really that touch-starved, but when he's pulled closer, Rhys relaxes right into it. The smaller man really is sturdy. Kind of like Vaughn.

And that thought kinda freaks Rhys out a little, but he's not gonna ruin the good feeling by pushing Rhus away.

"You are pretty short~ But he taught you well. Guess a nobleman's gotta know that stuff, huh?"