[ why'd you have to POINT IT OUT, jack?? rhys is going to turn a very bright red as he pulls his hand back, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans against the counter instead and tries to act like that didn't just happen. when he laughs, it's awkward and nervous and his eyes are fixed on the ceiling. ]

A-ahaha... ha... right, right. Totally handsome, sure. Whatever you say, Jack.

[ this is one of his more embarrassing interactions, he realizes, which is why he latches on pretty desperately to the talk of corned beef hash. something that rhys still doesn't really understand. he never had to eat canned food before?? this realization actually makes him pale and he's pushing off the counter to go dig around in the cabinets again. ]

Wait, wait, wait. Hold up a sec. I -- well, first of all, yes they make skag sausage but I've never had it because I don't eat that kind of thing. [ poor people pandoran food ] And, you're saying you made this when you were a kid? That -- Why? Why would you do that to yourself?

[ a pause and rhys is crouched down, digging through cabinets and tossing cans here and there as he realizes exactly what's happening here. ]

... Oh my god, this is all bandit food.

[ aka poor people but he wouldn't say it that literally. ]