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[Llewellyn smiled a little, glad that there was at least something similar for Rhy to comparison to.]

Ah— Yes, I had wondered if there might be a magical equivalent of some sort.

When I arrived, the communication system confused me. So like Voice Rings but different as well. Or connected message boards.

[Rhy sighs and pauses to try and clear his head.]

This place disturbs me. Other than Kell you're the closest there is to home. You and Sansa.

There’s still a lot that I’m trying to learn as I go, but everything is connected by wires and is much larger or bulkier in my time. This makes all the innovations and invention that my world has been excited about seem uh— very primitive by comparison?

[He smiled a little, sympathetic at the notion of how far from home a world like this could feel. ]

I admit, your company has been a comfort to me as well? I know that you understand how strange it is and how easy it is to get lost in all the strangeness that many others seem to just understand easily.

I am honestly shocked you don't see me as horridly primitive myself.

[He sighs, shaking his head. He knows he is so backwards, especially given he's from a world with magic and so many are not.]I am honestly shocked you don't see me as horridly primitive myself.

[He sighs, shaking his head. He knows he is so backwards, especially given he's from a world with magic and so many are not.]

[Rhy, the detective is giving you a very perplexed look right now.]

How could I? You’re world is far different from mine it’s um... It sounds like an amazing place at times, and that it’s on a whole other path than my own? Even though it’s an era prior to my world, it almost sounds like it’s quite ahead in some ways.

[His hands are moving more animatedly as he speaks, the habit getting away from him again.]

You talk of speaking rings, and magic pictures? I don’t uh— I don’t know the process, but it sounds far less messy and hazardous. There’s so many wires, and smoke, and chemicals used in the inventions of my own world?

A very different path. Perhaps I can convince Kell to display the elements for you some time. He is more impressive than I shall ever be.

[Oh, there are their own messes, their own problems. But there is good and bad and one takes both as they come.]

If he’d like to, I might find that interesting?

[Adjusting his hold on Pretzel’s leash, he glanced around the market as they came upon it.]

But I am compelled to remind you that you are a very impressive person in other ways. We uh— all have our talents.

And mine are... very spread.

[Rhy grins as he pauses to pull Watts to a stop with him.]

May I kiss you?

And I’ve always found it rather impressive when one has a variety of talents at their disposal...

[He responded with a light tone, though broke off when Rhy pulled them to a stop with a little surprise.

Llewellyn’s expression softens a touch when Rhy asks permission again, it was very... thoughtful. Llewellyn’s eyes glance around, still taking in the world around them a bit even though this was not his own world and it was safe. Paranoia satisfied, he responded a moment later with a shy little smile.]

Mm... Yes, you may if you want.

[Well, what if his talents are just in making connections to other people? Rhy smiles and moves forward, pulling Watts into his arm and pressing their lips together. Who needs words when they can both speak this language?]

[As someone who loved languages, and was adept at picking them up... This was decidedly one that he would like to get more used to, to be able to please and express his feelings through it if only to enjoy the closeness. To feel wanted for a time.

Gently returning the kiss, Llewellyn let himself relax lightly into the man’s arms, his own coming to draw around him.]

[Poor Pretzel, left forgotten in his leash. And doomed to it for a time as Rhy tilts his head to a more pleasing angle, his tongue flicking quickly over the other’s lips in a plea for something deeper.]

[Pretzel has no idea what these two are up to. Humans why must you push your faces together in such an absurd manner? Once he gets bored with the immediate area, and frustrated with the small range the leash allows him to explore, he would have choice words for them both.

Llewellyn leans forward, lower to make it easier and more comfortable as Rhy tilted his head. The silent request is soon granted as the man’s lips parting as he pulled him closer, happy to deepen the kiss and to please.]

[Well, Pretzel, it was pleasing to do so. And Rhy had no intention of stopping. Not when he could pull Watts bodily against him, the kiss ramping up in energy with the unstated but clearly spoken consent.]

[Pretzel thinks that treats would be more pleasing, silly humans.

Llewellyn was only encouraged when pulled in closer, he liked this. Being pressed against someone, feeling grounded in a moment rather than his thoughts carrying him away. His hands roamed, before coming to rest on Rhy’s hips, a low, pleased hum in the back of his throat as he returned the deepened kiss firmly.]

[No, Watts, that isn’t roaming. Roaming is the way Rhy’s hands slip down to ghost over Watt’s legs, and up toward his ass.]

[And that was certainly a lesson learned, his breath catching a little in surprise as he felt Rhy’s hands dip low and come up. It was a touch overwhelming to feel the other’s hands on him, feeling as though he were truly wanted, but still overwhelming in a way he decidedly liked. Kept him present, distracted from his usual clumsy chatter and nerves. Want stirring him forward, tongue brushing against Rhy’s and hands grasping just a little more firmly. Desire to somehow please in return growing stronger.]

[Oh there was so much to teach the other man. Rhy hummed happily before pulling back from the kiss.]

Oh my you are going to be a quick study. You must have delighted your instructors.

[It takes him a moment to respond, trying to organize his thoughts a little. There was a decidedly shy, but happy flush that spread at the compliment.]

Am I? Well... you are an excellent teacher. [He paused though, brows raising a little with a tiny smile at the idea that he was a good student at all.] Hm... Not really, I was the sort to question everything. Apparently that’s uh— not proper?

If we do not question, how is it that we are to grow?

My thoughts exactly?

[Llewellyn shrugged slightly, it wasn’t as though he had grown up in a situation where he had tutors or anything more than the basic education of his time. He hadn’t even been able to attend college due to his social status, everything the man had learned beyond the standard was self-taught. As it stood, if it weren’t for the landlady allowing him to stay he would have ended up in a boys home and lent out to workhouses or quarries.]

I presume it has something to do with the teacher not knowing how to explain your question or being biased in a way that makes them believe they are right and to question them is disrespectful?

From my experience, that is very true. Tieran used to say I asked the most interesting questions, for he didn't always know the answer.

[Which wasn't a bad thing. It was important that a royal learn to acknowledge that he didn't always have the answer.]

[He smiled a little at that, Llewellyn had a feeling he’d like Rhy’s teacher more than those he’d known.]

This Tieran? Sounds like a good teacher, especially if he was willing to admit he didn’t know an answer.

[He had been the best teacher. The absolute best. And Rhy missed the man so deeply.]

He was the highest of all priests in my world. Though I have found that 'priest' means something different to us than it does to those of other worlds.

Does it? I suppose that makes some sense... Things differ so much between our worlds, and other worlds. There must be words that have evolved to mean different things as well.

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