[ Come on Rhys, this is Jack we're talking about. There's what a normal, sensible person would do, which would be exactly that course of action where he'd want nothing to do with this crazy guy, and then there's Jack. Jack is the kind of guy that can't let a problem sit, even when that problem takes the form of a psychopathic partner(??) from his future where he's apparently the worst person ever. He's just already trying not to think of that latter half there. There are already plenty of little justifications slipping into place in his mind, so he figures he can put up with how weird this is.
Liiiike the touching. Jack tenses up when Rhys touches his back, since if you're going to touch another dude, that's not the most casual part of their back to touch. It's only a minor flinch, and it would be easy enough to miss if Rhys's hand weren't there to feel it, but Jack plays off the awkwardness of that moment with a smile. ]
Look, I know I'm pretty much the most handsome guy ever— [ As if Rhys needed more proof that this was indeed the guy that would become Handsome Jack, there's another facet of it. The embarrassing facet. Even so, he does seem more jovial about it. ] —Buuuut, hands off the merchandise.
[ Without missing a beat at all from telling Rhys to back up, he motions to the pan. ]
That? That is corned beef hash. It totally looks like dog food, right? 'Cause, yeah, skag sausage might be generous. ...Do they actually make sausage out of— No, wait, don't answer that, I don't care. [ He shrugs ] Used to make it for myself a lot when I was, uh, a kid. Tastes better than it looks. Not great. Nnnnot anything I really ever wanted to eat again. But, yeah. Defintiely better than it looks.
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Liiiike the touching. Jack tenses up when Rhys touches his back, since if you're going to touch another dude, that's not the most casual part of their back to touch. It's only a minor flinch, and it would be easy enough to miss if Rhys's hand weren't there to feel it, but Jack plays off the awkwardness of that moment with a smile. ]
Look, I know I'm pretty much the most handsome guy ever— [ As if Rhys needed more proof that this was indeed the guy that would become Handsome Jack, there's another facet of it. The embarrassing facet. Even so, he does seem more jovial about it. ] —Buuuut, hands off the merchandise.
[ Without missing a beat at all from telling Rhys to back up, he motions to the pan. ]
That? That is corned beef hash. It totally looks like dog food, right? 'Cause, yeah, skag sausage might be generous. ...Do they actually make sausage out of— No, wait, don't answer that, I don't care. [ He shrugs ] Used to make it for myself a lot when I was, uh, a kid. Tastes better than it looks. Not great. Nnnnot anything I really ever wanted to eat again. But, yeah. Defintiely better than it looks.