The older man grinned, starting in on his own food. He was an enthusiastic eater - he seemed to do most physical things with some relish, actually. "Really, we're eating together in my chambers, alone ... I think you can call me Rhys."

Not that he minded the 'sir'. It was amusing, and made him wonder if Cy had a thing about authority figures. Or older men. Either way, it was yet another thing to try and pry out of the man.