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Rye damn near choked on his own spit, the bluntness Phox threw his way was unexpected and little embarrassing for Rye. He felt exposed, as if he was shaven from the neck down. He did his best to laugh off the feeling stuck within his mind, though that did nothing for his laugh came out faker than all hell. Quitting while he was ahead Rye chewed his lip and nodded, Phox's warning was heard loud and clear. In truth, "I don't want to break Towhees' heart, I don't even know what's going on. I'm confused.." He addmited, his heart and mind never seemed to send coherent messages to each other, leaving Rye confused on their intents. What he said was vauge to the bigger picture at hand, he wasn't sure if Phox got his drift but if he didn't, it wouldn't be unexpected.

"Anyways, yeah. Nope, I'm quite sure Towhee would kick my ass before you got the chance to." This time Rye genuinely laughed, he had no worries of getting his ass kicked, none what so ever. And why would he? After all, he just wanted to be around to help.