Llewellyn had heard the observation himself, had even made it at one point or another. It had that specific in between Rhy’s time and his own. And given he had access to so many books in the last world, he’d gotten an idea of how history referred to the different eras based on their rulers. “That is a possibility, or at least it was a place that closely mirrored it. The point I arrived from when I left my own world was a few years post that, the Edwardian Era. Not entirely different, not in ways that matter.” He shrugged lightly. Progress was sometimes fast and sometimes slow… And in his opinion, it was always slowest in the ways that mattered most.

“Of course, with our presences and all this talk of portals… It’s definitely a diversion from earth as I knew it if it is.” Rhy might be able to explain that better, coming from the ‘red world’ as he called it. Another version of the world, but one with magic that seemed on a very different path than the world without magic.

The comment gets a grin. It definitely sounded like Ignis had an idea of what he meant. A relationship that tended to stay interesting was always nice, and it could make you appreciate the quieter moments just as much. Of course, on the subject of firsthand knowledge, Llewellyn’s expression turned a bit sheepish. “Yes, uh… I admit I do. Sometimes it’s easier to mis-communicate than one might think, so surprises don’t always go as planned.” Which was, unfortunately, the way they usually went. He didn’t like being surprised, and so he often tried to avoid surprising people. But… One of the few times he’d thrown caution to the wind, he’d very nearly broken up by mistake. It was a funny story to look back on, but not one he liked the idea of repeating.