week 6 | friday night

[ rhys is definitely following fiona back to her room that night and looking a bit antsy as they settle in. he's thankfully avoided jack most of the day but he knows with tomorrow's trial, that's not possible. god... damnit.

biting the thumbnail of his flesh hand, he glances over to fiona before going to sit down on the bottom bunk and look at her in a kind of pleading way. ]

Fi, I need your help.