Grinning a little at her laugh, Llewellyn shrugged lightly. “I think the idea is for everyone to have what they like and enjoy themselves. And I believe there are a few people checking to keep the tables full.” At least that seemed to be a similarity between this wedding and his own. They seemed to be keeping the tables well stocked, and if he knew anything about Ignis, it was that the man had been planning the food for a while. He was going home with several things himself, courtesy of his friend having made too much.

He nodded a little, “It does indeed smell amazing, but how I can’t say… Rhy and I are still uh- working on our kitchen skills.” He commented with a wry smile, “But having seen Ignis when he’s working, I expect he was kept very busy cooking or overseeing all this.”