“Shh, shh.” Rhys wipes the tears of pain from your face and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Don’t struggle, you’ll only make it worse for yourself.” He said quietly, Picking you up bridal style to move you to lay onto the bed. Rhys gently brushed some stray hair out of your face, Patting your head. "..I apologize, I'm just copying Pierce at this point." Rhys said, softly chuckling. He let out a soft sigh, Looking down at you. "I know this is painful, But you'll be okay.. Right?"