[Llewellyn kept an eye on Pretzel, glad that the pup seemed to be developing a sense for when people needed something to cuddle and enjoy a little affection. Instead of being too excitable, he settled comfortably in her arms and rested his head on her shoulder.

It was good to see, and allowed Llewellyn to focus properly on what Enis was trying to say. He shook his head with a small, quick motion.]

It’s not too much, not at all... As long as you want me around, I’d rather stay? It’s mm... not good to be alone.

[He knew what it was like, and dealing with loss alone did make one do stupid things. Goodness knew he had more than once.]

I can stay right here, or we can go somewhere else, but uh— regardless... we’ll stick together.