Llewellyn was, unsurprisingly, working his way through a soft pretzel. They weren’t as fancy here as they’d been in the last world, but there was something to be said for the classic. He’d enjoyed a nice conversation with the stall owner, working out a little more about the city itself and what to expect as he went.
There were some things that were a concern, yes, but there was also a lot that he’d already come to love. Being out under an open sky being the big one, he didn’t even have it in him to be annoyed that he still didn’t have his hat. The other thing being that he knew this snack would help keep him going until later, when he could join his husband for dinner at the tavern and they could just… talk about their day. Share what new things they’d worked out.
Admittedly, seeing some of the animals… It was also nice, yes, but he missed his dog something fierce. The hound would have been not only a comfort, but rather useful to have around in a world with less technology. He’d been making a lot of progress with teaching him scent tracking… Ah, well… Positives and negatives, he guessed.
Lowering his carb filled snack, Llewellyn blinked a little as a man seemed to be chatting with his large chicken… ostrich… thing— Chocobo, Llewellyn, they’re called chocobos. The nice lady, Lauri-ell told you already.
“Mm… Everyone deserves a treat if they work hard, and these birds seem to work rather hard indeed.” He mumbled out loud, perhaps to Ignis from where he was standing. Absently, he wondered what a Gysahl green was, and if they were a little like horses in that they were prone to sweeter temperament if given something to eat.
Re: Market
There were some things that were a concern, yes, but there was also a lot that he’d already come to love. Being out under an open sky being the big one, he didn’t even have it in him to be annoyed that he still didn’t have his hat. The other thing being that he knew this snack would help keep him going until later, when he could join his husband for dinner at the tavern and they could just… talk about their day. Share what new things they’d worked out.
Admittedly, seeing some of the animals… It was also nice, yes, but he missed his dog something fierce. The hound would have been not only a comfort, but rather useful to have around in a world with less technology. He’d been making a lot of progress with teaching him scent tracking… Ah, well… Positives and negatives, he guessed.
Lowering his carb filled snack, Llewellyn blinked a little as a man seemed to be chatting with his large chicken… ostrich… thing— Chocobo, Llewellyn, they’re called chocobos. The nice lady, Lauri-ell told you already.
“Mm… Everyone deserves a treat if they work hard, and these birds seem to work rather hard indeed.” He mumbled out loud, perhaps to Ignis from where he was standing. Absently, he wondered what a Gysahl green was, and if they were a little like horses in that they were prone to sweeter temperament if given something to eat.