Llewellyn’s head tilted a little at him as he spoke, a smile tugging at his lips. “Like us…” He considered it for a moment before a light, soft laugh escaped him. “I suppose that’s not a bad comparison.” He responded with a fond tone. It was silly but he rather liked it.

His steps slowing as they arrived at the waterside, Llewellyn nodded to the water where a variety of ducks were already swimming around and quacking away. Some bobbing along the surface while others seemed to be ducking into the water with their little tail-feathers in the air. “But here we are, and there they are.” he added, holding the bag of seed out and giving it a little shake for Rhy to take some as the birds seemed to have an idea already of what was going on as much ducks that lived in a park tended to.