Rhys stood the moment they popped into the room and had been parting his lips to greet them when Amadeus spoke up. Well, so much for saying hello first, they were getting right into that topic, apparently. At this point, the young Tremere was really glad he couldn't blush anymore. It would have made so many things worse, including this. His throat felt thick as he sat back down, almost falling back into the couch.
"H-how did you know...?" He thought he'd gotten it right with his redressing, he'd even brushed his hair a bit. He was sure any other marks were healed and gone. He must have been right in his thought that Joseph and his mentor had spoken. Had he given him details? Hopefully not.. but he didn't think the Brujah was the type to kiss and tell. Not that kissing had been the only thing they'd done last night.
All been there? He was a bit confused by Ariel's meaning, with everything he'd said, but maybe he meant trying to get more details, or teasing him about sleeping with someone for the first time. He hoped it didn't become a large thing, he probably would just blather on and maybe wax poetic about the blue eyed kindred he'd spent the night with.