[ Rhys covers his mouth with his robot hand for a moment (it's stronger than the other one, you know, in case he attempts to word-vomit something terrible against his better judgment and needs to be kept quiet). He pushes down every instinct to come back with something like, "Tell me how much you care about that tripod when you're wearing a pair of $500 shoes." It's the most difficult thing he's ever done, and that's including all the times he had to escape from people trying to kill him. After an awkward moment, the wave passes, and he relaxes, hand falling down. ]

Right. Okay. Sooooo, do I need to actually apologize or are we good to just start talking? I'm just gonna charge right ahead if that's cool.

Can this Ryba character actually fix anything? I mean, if she's a goddess, she probably can, right? We just gotta haggle. And trust me, I can haggle.