The ducks might be a little more interested in nibbling on his hand if they thought he was offering more food as it was, so busy and intent on their meals.

“I suppose it is. The colours are a little like one of my suits…” Llewellyn chuckled lightly, a small flush on his cheeks at the silliness of the idea. It was just terribly sweet and amusing as his husband continued. He liked it, the levity and the lightness for a change.