#baat

Things that make him go weak at the knees:

Forging genuine connections on a personal level; when an individual is able to trust him without taking him for granted, thus solidifying their bond.

Most obscure thing he hates:

Cold showers

Childhood experience that defines an aspect of his life:

Vyrnnus' death on Jump Zero.

Assign him a smell:

He does, thankfully.  While the others are sent off to eat, he’s kept locked in the classroom.  The moment the door shuts, Rhys drops to sit against the wall, covers his head with his hands and turns his focus to the breathing techniques the nurse in the infirmary suggested he try when the migraines come.  It won’t do any good in the long run, not really, but it might take the edge off for a while, perhaps help him get through until lunch.  If he’s lucky, Kaidan or Rahna will sneak something in for him.  If he’s not … well, it won’t be the first time he’s gone without.

Somehow, he makes it through the remainder of the day. At dinner that evening, it’s all he can do to grab his tray and stumble to the table he eats at.  His head aches beyond anything he’s ever suffered before, no doubt a combination of biotic usage and lack of food.  

“Drink this,” Kaidan murmurs, sliding into the seat next to Rhys and pacing a glass in his hand.  Rahna drops onto the bench across from him.

Rhys doesn’t question.  At this point, he can’t even tell what it is.  His taste buds have no power to transmit information due to the pain.  Rahna reaches over and sets a peeled orange on his tray, she adds softly, “Eat this, it’ll help.”  It’s all Rhys can do to not get sick all over the table.  

“You’ve got this,” Alenko adds.  “Get through this, we’ll get you back to the barracks then you can sleep it off.”

Dinner takes forever, and every bite he takes ends up a churning mass deep in his belly.  Finally, the meal ends and they are released to their quarters for the couple of hours before lights out.  Kaidan slides up to his right side, sliding an arm under his and offering physical support while Rahna runs interference ahead of them.  They enter their barracks room some minutes later.  For a room that houses a good dozen or so students, it’s suspiciously silent as they enter.  It takes Rhys a minute to figure out what’s going on.

“Who?” Meyer asks.