Truth be told, if it were a little later in the day, he might not have turned down an offer of alcohol. He and his husband did love their wine, though Llewellyn was making the conscious decision to cut back just a tad. It was sometimes something they slipped too far into when there was something wrong, but his life was going much better than it had been, so he was in a better frame of mind. Coffee was something he actually quite enjoyed, especially in worlds where it was better than the sort he was used to. “A coffee would uh- be nice, thank you, Ignis.” He responded before considering the man’s question.

“I’ve been to both, though I admit I prefer the Historium for its convenient location?” And its disorganized state actually didn’t bother Llewellyn. It was rather like the inside of his head. He could find his way around rather well, and felt at home there. It was almost as though it wasn’t so bad to not have everything arranged neatly or ‘just so...’

For him, it was rather perfect.

Llewellyn smiled a little, watching people pass by as Ignis spoke, “No... I wasn’t either. It’s something I wasn’t sure I’d ever be allowed.” He commented, tapping his fingers on the counter lightly. “We’re lucky, I think. For all these worlds can be troubling or inconvenient, the chance to know those from other places and form bonds we might otherwise not have is something I’m grateful for.” Of course, he realized it all could end abruptly if someone disappeared... But Llewellyn was doing his best to not think about that these days. He was glad that he hadn’t gone to his world after the last place, and that he and Rhy had a chance to continue building their lives in what seemed like a better world. It was nice to do so as they wished here, without their personal lives being shared with everyone.