Rhys had no doubt; he'd met the extended Potts clan. More than half of them didn't like him, for a perfectly justifiable reason, but he could tell, that whenever this new generation of cousins got together, it was bound to be pure chaos. "I'd be disappointed if she didn't." Rhys decided. He hoped she wouldn't cause too much trouble, but he did want her to know that he would be there for her, no matter what.

He watched as Zinnia conjured some flowers for their picnic with a smile. "I'm glad you stopped by today, this is a nice break." It made him feel a little more hopeful that they could make this work, even if it was forged under less-than-ideal circumstances, they were trying to make the best of it. Fortunately it didn't seem to be crashing and burning around them, either.