[HE DOES HIS BEST, OKAY... He's also very used to having the blood of randos on his hands, as Jack will soon find out, so he doesn't so much as flinch when he reaches out to take the towel and start wetting it down and wringing it out.]

To be honest, in any other situation, I wouldn't give it a second thought because it sounds exactly like the ramblings of someone who's entirely mad.

[Like, no offense Rhys. But also, offense. Then again, after someone refused to believe him about where he came from, he can understand why disbelief would be frustrating.]

What do you intend to do? In close quarters like this, I doubt you can ignore him... And even though I have a little medical knowledge, I'd rather not continue to use it on you if the two of you keep having such rocky meetings.