“That so?” Llewellyn asked with a curious tone. But he’s not taking her money. She’d be left with her hands held out as he gestured for her to follow him. He was a stubborn man, and difficult. “What sort of work do you do, if you don’t mind me asking? I could probably offer you recommendations for places to look for work, since I’ve been around for a little while.” He tended to be on speaking terms with many of the businesses, especially those that involved food… Llewellyn had always valued having connections. It sometimes came in handy for casework.

“I’m sure they’ll have something to your liking. My husband and I had to purchase a few simple things to get by with when we arrived too.” They had been working on expanding that since then, though Llewellyn had been rather busy to pin down for exploring his own wardrobe by much compared to Rhy. A few very nice pieces, certainly, but he had been slower to it than usual. The man couldn’t sit still, and he’d been very big on ‘prioritizing’ in this place. A worry-wart.

He did eventually notice her holding out the coins, but kept walking with a raised brow. “If you’re insistent, then perhaps you can purchase hot chocolates to keep us warm for the walk.” It would cost less than she intended to pay him, but hopefully put an end to her insistence.