Llewellyn stops short, blinking a little with that oddly befuddled expression of his. He’s not entirely sure he heard that right. “Are you... actually offering that? Or... Is that a joke; because I should warn you if you haven’t realized already, it’s been said that I often take jokes for sincerity more often than I should.”

He’s not adverse to the idea, not in the least. Still, he’s... not in the habit of making assumptions. Flirts were one thing, genuine or otherwise.