Llewellyn waited patiently for her to get her balance again and recover from sitting for so long, not about to let his friend fall if he could help it. Smiling a little, he waved lightly once she was standing on her own. “Think nothing of it, Inesa. I couldn’t very well leave a friend to be trapped forever, you know. Even with such mm… sweet captors.” He commented with a little smile as he looked at her little feathery companions in their basket.

They certainly seemed sweet, and so small compared to the fully grown chocobos he was used to seeing around the city. Pretzel’s tail wagged lightly as he heard his name, another pleased whine as he tried to greet the little chicks with an excited wiggle. Llewellyn chuckled lightly, “Yes, and you, Pretzel, will remember that they’re small and don’t know you that well yet, hm?” He commented, as though they dog would understand. He liked to think he would, even if many had told him dogs weren’t quite that intelligent. But Pretzel at least seemed to have calmed down and was acting on his best behavior, despite how excited he clearly was to make new friends.