[ Jack shakes his head as he stares at Rhys, but he puts on a smile as he walks closer. He's not sure how happy he actually feels at the moment, because Jack's bursting with energy himself. But unlike Rhys, his energy isn't quite so destructive. He's made strides to making this work out, and honestly, after at least partially convincing Liz to let Rhys live, he's feeling confident enough for his smile to at least portray more of it than he feels. He claps his hands on Rhys's shoulders as if the gesture will push out some of that depressing atmosphere. ]

C'mon, buddy, we've got this! I mean, sure, you're suspicious as hell sometimes, but that's why I'm here. The beauty and the brains to your... Ehhhhhhhh.

[ His grin makes it clear that he's (probably) teasing, but Rhys might not even have time to get offended, since Jack reaches out to hold Rhys's face lightly with both hands. It's mostly just to keep Rhys from looking down so miserably, but it is also a physical, intimate gesture. ]

Trust me, Rhys. I'm in your corner here, so it's not the end or anything. We'll be back to that sad armpit of a planet before you know it.