“Oh— uh... did it?” He responded, humming a little from his prison. Maybe it was twice now being straddled, but he didn't really mind the idea. He’d... had a lot of time to adjust since arriving, and a lot of talks that were quite helpful in being a little less anxious about that particular aspect of his life. Plus... well the whole network had gotten an earful of what kind of man he was. “Hm... I will have to remember that for if someone is ever interested?”

Because Rhy had been true to his word and ceased flirting the very day they met, he was quite certain that moment had passed.

“Mm... Saving me from this plastic filled grave after all?” He sounds a little relieved, honestly. He’s sure that the mess he left wouldn’t be missed in the dorm, but it would get terribly boring down there alone. Llewellyn finally reached up, clumsily grabbing at Rhy’s leg to attempt to pull himself up.