Glad for the chance to keep talking while they looked for these books the Directory was sending them to, he followed along after Jagger when the man started towards the stairs in the back. “Running an office by yourself can be a lot of work, especially if there are a lot of cases coming in.” He responded absently, having worked both situations now as a detective for the constabulary and as a PI himself in the last world. “This place already uh— strikes me as the sort of place that would be rather busy in that sense.”
Llewellyn had to smile a little at Jagger’s reaction to the mention of a specialist, “Mm… I confess, I’m not even sure if magic exists in the world I came from originally. My husband is fairly certain I come from an alternate version of his world, but there seem to be so many that it’s difficult to say for certain.” The amount of worlds out there were rather astounding, all of them so very different… Most of them a lot more magical than his own. “So I was rather glad to meet someone who knew so much, he’s a wizard. Has a business card and everything.” Llewellyn had never gotten around to getting some himself when he had his own investigation office, which was an odd thing to have break through his train of thought… But that’s how his mind worked sometimes.
“Oh—” He smiled wryly at the next question, “Yes, I am. I just arrived from another world that wasn’t my own, don’t think I’ve seen the one I came from in… over a year now, I think?” He gestured lightly, looking around as they reached the top of the stairs before glancing at the map Jagger had, “A few of us actually arrived from there.”
Squinting a bit as he looked one way, and then the other, he tried to discern which way the map was indicating next. “I actually ran a private investigation firm there too for much of my stay. So… I can understand how working on your own might be a bit frustrating. Especially when nothing in a place makes sense.” He added, with a small glance around to indicate the world itself. He’d wanted to tear his hair out sometimes with the way the last world had been when it came to trying to figure anything out.
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Llewellyn had to smile a little at Jagger’s reaction to the mention of a specialist, “Mm… I confess, I’m not even sure if magic exists in the world I came from originally. My husband is fairly certain I come from an alternate version of his world, but there seem to be so many that it’s difficult to say for certain.” The amount of worlds out there were rather astounding, all of them so very different… Most of them a lot more magical than his own. “So I was rather glad to meet someone who knew so much, he’s a wizard. Has a business card and everything.” Llewellyn had never gotten around to getting some himself when he had his own investigation office, which was an odd thing to have break through his train of thought… But that’s how his mind worked sometimes.
“Oh—” He smiled wryly at the next question, “Yes, I am. I just arrived from another world that wasn’t my own, don’t think I’ve seen the one I came from in… over a year now, I think?” He gestured lightly, looking around as they reached the top of the stairs before glancing at the map Jagger had, “A few of us actually arrived from there.”
Squinting a bit as he looked one way, and then the other, he tried to discern which way the map was indicating next. “I actually ran a private investigation firm there too for much of my stay. So… I can understand how working on your own might be a bit frustrating. Especially when nothing in a place makes sense.” He added, with a small glance around to indicate the world itself. He’d wanted to tear his hair out sometimes with the way the last world had been when it came to trying to figure anything out.