[ Llewellyn’s brow wrinkled comically as he tried to think about what that comparison meant. It didn’t take long, but there was a moment where he questioned it before he finally nodded. So… Harry smelled like her ‘favourite food,’ and resisting such a thing was near impossible. Even he could say that with ease, knowing how oftentimes he couldn’t even pass the cart that sold pretzels in the market without grabbing a couple. ]

I think I understand, then… So, since you were already mm… on the trail… You couldn’t really help yourself, even if caution would have been better in this case. No wonder you didn’t want to talk about it. [ He added awkwardly, before belatedly his brows rose up. He had asked her to talk to Harry about the whole locals situation. ] In hindsight… I realize I may have put you in a rather awkward position, suggesting you talk to him today. For that, I uh- apologize? Is he back to normal like everyone else?

[ Not the point, Llewellyn, it was probably still damn awkward. ]