Llewellyn hadn’t expected that at all, but a delighted expression crossed his face at the thought. It was different… But kind of endearing in a way that Rhy seemed taken with the idea. “If you want? I don’t think I’d be opposed to it.” He responded with a grin.

Rhy calling him things, little pet names or endearments… It was nice. Most people in his world had always defaulted to his last name, and while he wasn’t fussy, it was still nice to hear his name or other sweet things for reasons other than ‘it’s just easier.’ 

At the offered hands, he opened the bag and shook out some of the feed for Rhy to spread. “You just need to toss it a little ways and they’ll come for it. I’m… pretty sure they’re already aware that they’re about to be fed.” He added, as some of the ducks had already begun moving closer expectantly.