[ Rhys, out of every possible companion he could've been stuck with, was without a doubt the worst option presented to him. Beggars couldn't be choosers, sure, but Vasquez fancied himself far from a beggar, even if the situation was far less than ideal-- he'd figure out a way to get things back on track, even if it took strangling his noodly nemesis to do it. ]
[ The look he sends Rhys's way is positively drenched in venom, and it's clear that if Vasquez wasn't busy trying to make sure he doesn't fall over, he'd be getting more than a little violent right now. ]

You're gonna be having a little-- [ He has to stop for a second to bear down on a new disgusting sensation, gritting his teeth with a grimace. ] I am literally gonna break your face if you open your mouth again. Got that, Rhysie?
[ Whether or not he could actually do that is anyone's guess, but it's safe to say he isn't going to be too much of a threat no matter how much he'd like to be. He's definitely not in good enough shape to be at the top of his game at least, and that's going to be a problem for him. ]
You're lucky I feel like shit. Really, really lucky.