Llewellyn could tell she was trying to not laugh at him, which was both awkward and amusing, really. He didn’t even have a good defense this time, not as he felt the crumbs lining the bottom of his pocket now… Drat.

He chose instead to focus on the other bit of teasing. He could at least answer that with some honesty! “I’m certainly going to try? And I do try to be a man of my word… So even if I might not uh- succeed right away or consistently… I do see the sense in it.” Llewellyn knew he should be trying more. What time they had here was important, after all. You never knew when it might be up. And… While Llewellyn had improved on a lot of his old bad habits, this was one he had yet to work on.

A small, huffed laugh escaped him at the accusation. “Mm… Well, it is only fair, isn’t it?” He tilted his head with a raised brow. It couldn’t be all directed at him… could it? Plus, it was interesting to hear. “Ah, so you get that particularly sensible side from her, hm?” The influences of one’s parents, he supposed, rubbed off. Even Mrs. Young had instilled some things in him that had stuck. That said… “But that’s in your world. What of this one?”