For once, Ian didn't have anything to say about Flower Boy's words, which was odd as he was never left speechless. There was something about seeing Flower Boy snap that made Ian almost relieved. Sometimes, it seemed like the other man was more human than Killian was. It was a relief to see him lose composure once in awhile.

In all seriousness, Ian wasn't in the place to argue, which was quite unlike him. He was absolutely exhausted and wanted to get home and eat and pass out on his bed with Avery. Avery always helped him have a restful sleep. With a sigh, Ian took the food from Flower Boy, his signature grin not on his face for once. "Yea I guess so, I'll take it. I can't guarantee it'll be eaten though." Killian stood and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes were unfocused, and he didn't look really there. "Thank you for it Flower Boy, even if someone could've died from my little nap. Thank you anyways." Ian gave Flower Boy a half-hearted grin, though his eyes were already drifting towards the door.

Rhys shrugged, and released a small huff when Ian finally took the food, "I don't expect you to guarantee anything. That doesn't really seem like a you thing to do."

In all honesty, Rhys was concerned about Ian. He looked dead on his feet, and like his mind wasn't quite there.

Then Ian had to go and ruin that moment of concern, but Rhys wasn't expecting it to last long, "Alright then. See you." Rhys was about to turn and head back inside, but he paused for a moment, "Wait - I do have a quick question. Do you think it'll be fine if I go get a job? As long as I don't head back to the apartment, I think I'd be fine to be out in public, but you have more experience with this than I do."

Killian had already been walking towards the door, his mind drifting off to what he'd have to deal with once he got home, when Flower Boy addressed him. With a quick, though ungainly, turn, Killian was facing the other man again.

At his words, Ian raised an eyebrow, before slowly nodding. Anyone would probably get cabin fever from staying inside for so long, and Ian didn't think it would do Flower Boy any harm, he doubted the other gang really knew what he looked like anyways. "Yea, I'm pretty sure you could. Though I would highly recommend not getting a job at the same place. As long as you keep your head down you should be fine. I doubt they know what you really look like to be honest." Ian shrugged, a soft yawn escaping his mouth before continuing. "Are you ever gonna tell me your real name? Cuz I have to think of you as Flower Boy in my head and its pretty annoying."

Ian's lips quirked up in the corners as he spoke, a half grin on his face. He was obviously teasing, and not really expecting an answer.

Rhys shrugged, "It's not like I could get my old job back anyway. I was fired with a pretty clear message of 'come back here and you'll regret it.'" He picked at the underside of his nails, getting out the dirt and grime that came from who-knows-where, "And nah. If you really cared you'd find some way to look me up. I know that information is out there. So," he shrugged again, and looked up with a sly grin, "I'll keep on bein' Flower Boy. Not the worst name I've been called," Rhys paused and dropped his hands, "Have a safe drive home, Ian. Be careful, alright?"

A chuckle escaped Killian's lips at Flower Boy's words, humor lighting up his eyes. It seemed like Flower Boy was pretty smart, and caught on pretty quickly. Ian knew that the hidden life wasn't the easiest to adjust to, even if Flower Boy wasn't even really in the gang, this couldn't be easy on him. It was good to see that he kept an air of humor about him, even if said humor was not telling Ian his realy name. Not that Killian really cared anyways, if anything, it would be easier to keep Flower Boy's identity a secret if Ian got captured one of these days.

The humor slowly faded from Ian's face, but he did give Flower Boy a genuine smile. "I'll try my best to be safe but that word is pretty foreign to me." Ian grinned and winked sarcastically, "you stay safe, 'kay?" Killian didn'y give him the chance to reply, as he was already heading out the door, the smile dropping from his face.

Rhys watched his almost-killer, now-something... Guardian? Protector? Rhys shook his head. Those words didn't suit Ian... but he watched Ian get into the car and drive off, then headed back inside. While Ian was napping Rhys had been looking up different job openings, having figured that it wouldn't hurt to be prepared if Ian said it was fine.

With a huff of annoyance, Rhys looked up the information on the first place, and began to submit his application for a job. There were four places within walking distance that he applied to first, and one that was farther away where he'd have to take a train.

Ts?

sure - to when?

I'm gonna be real here.

I have no clue. XD

Umm, maybe Ian is like dying or something.

I really don't know.

Rhys could be dying too, that is indeed an option as well.

yeah idk either. i am up for anything tho, so if you have a preference then we can do that