[ Ah, man, why does he have to be the one to do this? Rhys pinches the bridge of his nose, then... ]

I mean... if you're, you know, Pandoran, you know that Jack is-- he's been dead. For a while. Vault Hunters, am I right?

Annnnnd then Helios crashed into the ground. It was... [ His shoulders slump a little. He still remembers the heat from the flames, the pounding in his head... how he'd mutilated himself, because Jack couldn't go on existing in any way. There's a distinct discomfort to him, practically permeating the air.

And he still won't look at her. ]

It was a pretty bad time.