Rik squeaked, startled by being bumped into. His nerves are completely shot and as much as he missed the Brit over the past few days, between coming here himself to practice and everyone else arriving, he's panicky about it. Mostly because of the song he wrote.

"I hope the judges agree." He's horribly nervous but smiles and leans in to give Billy a kiss. "Maybe we should get you a tuxedo." He teases, letting the humor relax his nerves.