“I don’t know that I’d use the term addiction.” He responded with an awkward grin. Which, was to say, he did have a pretzel addiction. Everyone would say so, and he corrupted Rhy with them as well. He kept stands in business with his habit and absurd appetite, honestly. “They’re a convenient and delicious breakfast, or lunch, or snack…”
Llewellyn at least knew well enough now to know that Aerith was probably right. She did have her way of knowing things about the world itself. It was good to know, of course, but it was hard to not worry about the other powers that influenced the world. And… Running into people you knew, who weren’t the people you knew, had shaken him up a bit. Pretzel could have been one of those things for all he knew, but he and Rhy had been so happy to see the pup, the thought had gone from his mind. Maybe he was getting a little too lax, in some ways, or maybe he’d been doing better at learning to trust than he used to be. “Mm… You make a very good point, Aerith… And if it was a gift meant to be nice, I am grateful for it... We really did miss the little guy, as much as we tried to not think about it.”
Llewellyn raised a brow curiously, “Is that so? Cats are rather charming in their own way. I had more experience with them growing up than with dogs.” Which was why Pretzel had been such an interesting change. “The landlady had one, it was a bit aloof… But sometimes it liked attention.” The detective stifled a small laugh as she gestured to Pretzel’s face. “I suppose it would save us all a lot of time if we did let him run things. Rhy does treat him like a little prince already.” He’d taken care of everything they could possibly need for a puppy in a very short time. It had been quite sweet.
“I’ll just be glad if we can get his training sorted. This world has so much more to see and smell that he’s been pretty distracted.” Although it helped some, Llewellyn thought, to have it all laid out as a game with treats for rewards.
But at the mention of her getting close to opening the shop, he offered a brighter smile. He really was looking forward to it, “Well, I’m quite ready for any work you have to give me, Aerith. I know I was uh- absent in the last month after my little… accident.” Yes, that’s what he’s calling it now. “But I’m doing much better, and I’ve missed helping out.” A lot… There was something about helping with planting things, or arranging flowers that left him feeling a little more relaxed than other things did. It would be good to get a little more into it.
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Llewellyn at least knew well enough now to know that Aerith was probably right. She did have her way of knowing things about the world itself. It was good to know, of course, but it was hard to not worry about the other powers that influenced the world. And… Running into people you knew, who weren’t the people you knew, had shaken him up a bit. Pretzel could have been one of those things for all he knew, but he and Rhy had been so happy to see the pup, the thought had gone from his mind. Maybe he was getting a little too lax, in some ways, or maybe he’d been doing better at learning to trust than he used to be. “Mm… You make a very good point, Aerith… And if it was a gift meant to be nice, I am grateful for it... We really did miss the little guy, as much as we tried to not think about it.”
Llewellyn raised a brow curiously, “Is that so? Cats are rather charming in their own way. I had more experience with them growing up than with dogs.” Which was why Pretzel had been such an interesting change. “The landlady had one, it was a bit aloof… But sometimes it liked attention.” The detective stifled a small laugh as she gestured to Pretzel’s face. “I suppose it would save us all a lot of time if we did let him run things. Rhy does treat him like a little prince already.” He’d taken care of everything they could possibly need for a puppy in a very short time. It had been quite sweet.
“I’ll just be glad if we can get his training sorted. This world has so much more to see and smell that he’s been pretty distracted.” Although it helped some, Llewellyn thought, to have it all laid out as a game with treats for rewards.
But at the mention of her getting close to opening the shop, he offered a brighter smile. He really was looking forward to it, “Well, I’m quite ready for any work you have to give me, Aerith. I know I was uh- absent in the last month after my little… accident.” Yes, that’s what he’s calling it now. “But I’m doing much better, and I’ve missed helping out.” A lot… There was something about helping with planting things, or arranging flowers that left him feeling a little more relaxed than other things did. It would be good to get a little more into it.