Rhys let out a breath through his nose, but a much softer one than he'd exhaled much earlier. He knew the whole story now, or at least as much as he wanted to, and he was placid about it now. Even if he was only placid because he'd made up his mind about what he was going to do.

He also lifted his hand in greeting as he and his wife started down the ramp to the deck, and the corners of his mouth even lifted in a smile. He would not yell. There was no need for yelling. He would be heard, though.

"I see preparations have already been made," he said with approval when they'd reached their small welcoming party, gesturing at the chair Anika was pushing ahead of her. "Nice job." They had his wife's best interests at heart, for the most part. That was nice to know. The big mechanic shifted his posture, looked down at his hands before lacing the fingers together behind his neck.

"I appreciate this," he said, wanting to make it clear that he considered this a favor regardless of anything else. "To know she's going to be safe here."