"We'll be waiting for you, love." Llewellyn offered a small wave, barely resisting the urge to delay his beloved one more time. Instead, focusing on scooping up Pretzel so the pup wouldn't try to follow Rhy while the man took his leave. Watching until the other was gone enough that the little hound wouldn't fuss and resuming his task of tiring the pup out until it was time to pick things up, looking forward to the evening.