Rhys tipped his head to one side, resting a forefinger against his jaw. "Oh, I wouldn't say I'm bored. Not even a little bit," he purred. "It's different, here, and I still have my ... hobbies, of course. And I'm meeting so many interesting people."

He stood, smoothly, refilling both their glasses (a splash for his, more for Cy), and gestured to his couch. "Come sit with me? I'm enjoying the conversation ... "