Llewellyn raised a brow at that. “Of the two of us... I’m pretty sure I’m the one whose job involves collecting evidence and would know best what situations call for firsthand experience? Or are you uh— thinking of trying your hand at being a detective now?” He is smiling though, if only because he likes seeing his friends happy. Sure, it was at his expense this time, but it was good to hear someone laughing.

And then Llewellyn noticed a man that he hadn’t yet had the pleasure of meeting come up behind Rhy and... shove him into the pit as well. It was his turn to laugh at the sight, expression positively mirthful at this turn of events.

Until suddenly Rhy had landed on him, and knocked him further into the pit; another loud exclamation of surprise startled out of him. His amusement was ultimately his downfall, he supposed. Otherwise he might have noticed and moved out of the way in time.