“Of course, we’d be happy to help you both.” He responded, considering it was no trouble at all. Llewellyn remembered how daunting the search had seemed, and they looked at so many houses before they found the one that felt like it was meant for them. Suiting almost all of their wishes for such a place they could share together. He knew both he and Rhy would be happy to help Inesa do the same with Jon.
“Nope!” He responded with a light tone. “Rhy and I wanted to make sure we were close enough to the tailor shop to make getting back and forth easily.” He commented with a smile. “So we managed to find somewhere that’s in a small neighborhood just off the side of the market.” So they were actually close to most things, which was convenient and meant the walk wouldn’t be too far.
Chuckling lightly, he shook his head a little. “I suppose that means Pretzel is not only a scent hound, but a small steed.” He commented with amusement, but glad that the two had come to… Well, some kind of arrangement where Rose wasn’t fussing at the dog. Perhaps it would be the start of a nice, if slightly awkward, friendship.
It wouldn’t be that hard for Pretzel, though, or that long as they came upon a stone house surrounded by a similar stonework gate with moss growing along the outside and a slowly growing hedge along the inside of it. There were clear signs of someone trying to get work started on a proper garden, with the earth worked in several areas and some planters set under windows, waiting for Llewellyn to begin.
That said, the detective had to take care of a few other things first. “Right! So, the list and… I have something else I’ve been meaning to get to you, but it’s been a little hectic of late.” He added as he opened the gate for her to enter behind him.
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“Nope!” He responded with a light tone. “Rhy and I wanted to make sure we were close enough to the tailor shop to make getting back and forth easily.” He commented with a smile. “So we managed to find somewhere that’s in a small neighborhood just off the side of the market.” So they were actually close to most things, which was convenient and meant the walk wouldn’t be too far.
Chuckling lightly, he shook his head a little. “I suppose that means Pretzel is not only a scent hound, but a small steed.” He commented with amusement, but glad that the two had come to… Well, some kind of arrangement where Rose wasn’t fussing at the dog. Perhaps it would be the start of a nice, if slightly awkward, friendship.
It wouldn’t be that hard for Pretzel, though, or that long as they came upon a stone house surrounded by a similar stonework gate with moss growing along the outside and a slowly growing hedge along the inside of it. There were clear signs of someone trying to get work started on a proper garden, with the earth worked in several areas and some planters set under windows, waiting for Llewellyn to begin.
That said, the detective had to take care of a few other things first. “Right! So, the list and… I have something else I’ve been meaning to get to you, but it’s been a little hectic of late.” He added as he opened the gate for her to enter behind him.