Amadeus had expected as much. That Rhys wouldn't want to leave here. "We can try you staying here and see how it goes. But like I said, it won't be alone. I'll call in a few favors and get a ghoul who knows what they're doing to move in with you." Because it wasn't like Amadeus could just go pull someone off the street to ghoul himself. They needed someone who knew enough about the Kindred world to help in tutoring Rhys and also knew what to watch for if the younger fledging got that close to the edge again.
"If that doesn't work then we move you closer so that we can keep a closer eye on you." It still wasn't ideal but they did live in a better part of New York and it was easier to pop in if Rhys was closer.
The Elder Tremere frowned and he shifted in the chair he occupied as he realized that there was one more option that he had to at least offer Rhys in his duty as his mentor and a high ranking Tremere. "There is—one more option. Most Tremere fledglings are taught within the chantry. The way I was taught, the way I taught Mab, and now you is—unusual. If you wanted, you'd be taken in, taught by several Tremere inside of just the likes of myself and Mab. They'd likely enroll you in classes as a cover and house you in dorms or whatever society house they are using as a cover on campus." It was clear from the way his jaw ticked what he thought of that idea, as it was in the way he looked over at Ariel because they both knew what turning Rhys over to the Chantry would mean. Sethius.