[Llewellyn looks a little relieved when Rhy actually chuckles, relaxing a little as if that had been a small victory, and avoided potential disaster.

Then Rhy circled back to continue the original line of thought. Oh... That was not what he’d expected at all. A brow raises as he glances over at the other man, somewhat hesitant. His smile is clumsy but hopeful as he tried to find his words again.]

Is that... is that so? [He looked down, quietly trying to ignore the heat in his face again.] That’s quite the compliment... Especially from someone I’ve uh— always thought looked like the model in a fine painting.