What…?
So…
So he did see?
And what?
Rhys was taking so much issue with it that he immediately went shopping…?
‘Sh*t!’ he told his flustered self. ‘Calm down, Ren! He isn’t buying them just for…’
“I noticed you came ill-equipped,” Rhys said as they walked, searching for a stall that sold textile products. “Do you need me to buy arm sleeves for you too?”
“…”
Ren couldn’t take it anymore and had to ask, “Just… just for me…?”
“…And for the others,” Rhys answered.
Not only did he sound forced, but it seemed it was only now that he was becoming aware of what this looked like.
He self-consciously cleared his throat. “I hope you don’t mind,” he continued. “I just want to help out where I can.”
His heart still racing, Ren decided to be obtuse as he replied, “You’re already doing this
