Could Llewellyn blame her for not being sure if she’d be ready to talk about it later? No, he couldn’t, considering the way he handled most things. Still… he wanted her to know she could talk about it. He’d feel better with more information to begin with, and to know how her state of mind was. So… Even if it took a while? He would be ready when she wanted to talk. “As long as later comes, I uh- don’t mind waiting for that time.” So he wouldn’t push her right away, which was probably for the best. He might not be the best ear right now, and after a certain point, alcohol did not make one particularly good at being coherent.

“Home?” He commented thoughtfully at the suggestion. Yes… Yes, perhaps home was a good idea. There was something particularly comforting about the idea of going ‘home’ here, given his state of mind. “Mm… Yes, perhaps you’re right.” He pushed himself up from the chair, more steady than one might expect. Even if he was a little disorientated from the volume, he’d already consumed. Hopefully, some fresh air would help sober him up a little before he got home.

The firm confirmation to follow is responded to with a nod as he fumbled to tug his hat brim from the counter and put on his head again. “Thank you, Enis. I uh- I appreciate it.” She was a good friend, putting up with him like this, really.