“Well, as far as I can see? It is a job you’ve been doing well with me.” He responded with a soft smile. Llewellyn knew his husband was keeping his old life to himself here, and he respected the decision. They had too much of their private lives spread about in the last world they lived, and if Rhy wanted to do things differently here, then he would support that. As it was, his husband encouraged him to try to pursue things he wanted when needed it in return.

It was new, but nice… He nodded a moment later. “We shall. I think I saw some benches nearby, and I get the distinct feeling this flock will follow us for a little while.” The detective added with a little grin, gesturing to the hoard still gobbling up the seed he had dropped.