For now, this is good. It’s new (a new thing he had not entertained the idea of trying ironically) and Llewellyn can be a bit reckless when it comes to himself, so until something changes and Rhy grows bored with him? He’ll enjoy it.

“Am I? That’s mm... kind of you to offer.” He responds clumsily, tempted to admit the spirits moving him still now. His back is already against the wall, and it’s comfortable having Rhy there. He leans forward again, smile still light as he continued to put it to words in his own way, “I’m concerned if I allow the spirit to decide that it will take us a little longer to get to those food stands you wanted to see.”