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[center][sub]Interaction with [@Sadie][/sub][/center]
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Rhys couldn't help but blink and tilt his head at her drink order before hiding his grin by taking a sip of his beer. Yeah, still not the same as the good old tinge of alcohol. He could use some liquid courage right about now, but it wasn't like he didn't have any game without it. Frankly, he appreciated having a clear head. Made for sound decisions. Right? Though her grin at him threw all of that out of the window and Rhys knew he was in trouble. Would having a fling with this woman in his hotel room count as 'relaxing'? Though, he wasn't really sure how to explain that one to Willow anyways. This was turning out to be an interesting night. The two girls behind this conversation partner had turned away with sour expressions. Good riddance. A stark contrast from the two lovely Mai Tai ladies behind himself, talking softly amongst the two of them. 

He gave the blonde in front of him an understanding expression at her answer, nodding while he hummed out an [color=E59866]"Aah."[/color] He couldn't hear from her accent where she was from, and her saying she didn't get a lot of sun made him want to ask. But that would be creepy, right? He was also here to forget real life existed. There was nothing outside of Carabo for him right now, and that probably was the same for her. They were just... someone else here. Just the here, and now. Not a physically broken Rhys with frustrations, wanting his old physique back. [color=E59866]"Well, sun looks good on you."[/color] He said, raising his beer at her while she took her shot in hand, before taking another sip. Over the rim of his glass, he winked at her as she downed the shot like an expert. Oh, he was in trouble alright. The scrunch of her nose made her freckles even more noticeable. 

Then she went and grabbed his hand, and it surprised him, though it didn't show on his face. Instead, he send her a quizzical head tilt and listened to her proposition. Honestly, why the hell not? Rhys was 'relaxing', after all. Surely dancing on the dancefloor was way safer than paragliding or shark-diving. 

What could go wrong?

[color=E59866]"Well, since you asked so nicely."[/color] He placed his beer on the bar, discarding it. Alcohol-free beer was tasteless, after all. It was out of his mind in a second as he nodded, going in front of her toward the dancefloor, clearing the way. He kept his fingers laced in hers, or he'd lose her in this crowd. It had become quite busy. Almost as if the entire hotel [i]did[/i] show up to the party. What was this party even for? Finding a good spot, he turned to face her as the bodies around them moved along with the music. Some more... skilled than others. Moving along to the music, he felt transported to a younger Rhys who loved to go clubbing. With a mischievous smile on his face, he danced. He made sure to keep a respectful distance, it would be up to her to bridge it. Though, he did lean in order to speak to her over the sound of the music. [color=E59866]"Name's Rhys, by the way. Yours?"[/color] He said towards her ear. [/indent]