“Today will serve as a reminder for that, then.” He responded with a tilt of his head before letting her lead on. Eyes wandering the streets around them as they made their way towards the market. “Not a large coincidence.” He added to her comment, “I am, uh- rather prone to forgetting to pick things up. So… Eventually things pile up into a list. Today might save me from that.” Probably not, but it was an excuse to help her out with picking things up.

“I’m not a particularly picky sort, really?” The detective responded to her question with a small shrug. “As long as it’s something hot, I’ll be happy. So I think it depends on if you want something to sit down and eat, or if you want to eat while looking around.”

Llewellyn hummed a little, brow rising at her insistence that it wasn’t a date. “No…? Still, worse places for one, I’d think.” He smiled a little. “But my mistake, I suppose.” It sounded like just the kind of place Harry would take someone on a date. He’d seen how awkward Harry could be in a formal setting, after all. A pub was easy to picture him in over a fancier establishment. He wanted to ask more, but he wasn’t going to just hound her with questions before they’d even gotten to the market.

He blinked a little in surprise as her eyes changed. “O-oh, well. Yes, I expect that’s true.” He gestured a little as he continued, “You probably have an easier time seeing trouble coming than I would.” Which was generally what had him on edge in the evenings… Too much bad happened around him after dark.

Laughing a little awkwardly, “Maybe a little? I’d hate for two of my friends to be at odds with each other.”