[ Rhy waits for him patiently, watching Wilhelm's face and the warring expressions that flicker over it, the tension in his jaw and shoulders. He doesn't press. Eventually, the young man gets out the words, and Rhy... nods.
He sits back slightly, realizing he'd been leaning in perhaps too far into Wilhelm's space. A soft breath escapes him, not exactly a sigh, but a noise of realization. ]
...ah. Yes, that. Kell did tell me about that.
[ Before Wilhelm can get the wrong idea, he continues: ]
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He sits back slightly, realizing he'd been leaning in perhaps too far into Wilhelm's space. A soft breath escapes him, not exactly a sigh, but a noise of realization. ]
...ah. Yes, that. Kell did tell me about that.
[ Before Wilhelm can get the wrong idea, he continues: ]
He's far angrier with himself than with you.