Llewellyn listened with interest even while he continued his search, really he couldn’t possibly have that many pockets to lose things in… Could he? The detective couldn’t help grinning a little at his friend’s tone. It was… interesting to hear, certainly, though he was still pretty sure Ignis was being a bit modest. He recognized when people were better on their feet than him, which wasn’t hard since he’d tripped over thin air on more than one occasion.

But rather than say so, he nodded lightly. “Then I suppose that means we’ve both found our betters in the department of dance, hm?” Which was true enough, if Nida was better than Ignis and Rhy was certainly better than Llewellyn was himself. It made sense to his mind.

But he resumed his search, brow scrunching lightly as he shuffled a handkerchief and his notebook from one pocket to another. The question getting a quick nod. “Oh- yup! I’m a big fan of pumpkin desserts in the fall. At this time of year pumpkin pie is a staple during social gatherings, and uh… I’ve eaten one myself on more than one occasion.” By which he meant a whole pie, on his own, because Llewellyn dealt with most things by eating in his world. “And when I was young, sometimes those that I lived with would save pumpkin seeds to roast in the oven with salt. They were a nice snack too.”

A small ‘Ah-ha!’ escaped as he remembered to check the inner pocket of his jacket. It seems he finally found what he was looking for.