A downer, yes, but Llewellyn can’t blame Rhy for thinking of it. There were a lot of things Llewellyn wished he had a chance to learn and know from his own parents. But he knew he was lucky to have had what guidance he had from others in his life after that, he supposed. “No one expects it, though I am sorry, love.” He responded quietly, a gentle squeeze of the arm in his.

He was happy to try to present something a little happier, at least. Kitchens were important. “A kitchen is a must, something with a little more counter space, a little less crowded… Perhaps with a small dining room separate. While this place is rather behind for technology, that doesn’t mean it’s impossible, I’d think? Some of the things in the kitchens of the apartment are rather modern looking for all. I’m not sure how they run. A coffee maker and a toaster would definitely be nice to start.” He tilted his head thoughtfully, “And failing to find anything at the shops… Perhaps we’ll have a word with that Raimon fellow. He seems quite resourceful at finding things.”

The smile was something Llewellyn had hoped to see, of course, and got a pleased expression in return. “Then! We’ll go to some of the places I’ve got addresses for… And ask around for others if they aren’t suitable.”