[Leon flops down next to Gundam on the couch--not too close, but a comfortable distance. Normally this is when he'd offer someone something to drink, or anything else they might need, but being a good host isn't exactly on his mind right now. He's still adjusting to the feeling of maybe not losing his mind. He's real; he's sane; he's out of that fucked up ViViD shit from earlier; people's problems are going away. No one's disappearing or freezing to death or suffocating. It's fine. Everything's just perfect.
He crosses his own arms, more sullen, even though he's at least relaxed a little from when he opened the door.]
Dammit, that ain't somethin' to feel happy about . . .
[Even though, admittedly, he kind of does. There's nothing like loneliness on top of crazy misery to get Leon down. The relief of it evaporating in someone's presence makes even this bullshit tolerable to deal with.]
If it's always like this, why don't we friggin' do somethin'? They're gonna kill us! I, shit, I was all worried about Togami! I'm worried about Kirigiri! I thought I might die! I thought Pekoyama was crazy when she started talkin' about goin' to kick CERES's asses, but maybe I'm on board with that!
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He crosses his own arms, more sullen, even though he's at least relaxed a little from when he opened the door.]
Dammit, that ain't somethin' to feel happy about . . .
[Even though, admittedly, he kind of does. There's nothing like loneliness on top of crazy misery to get Leon down. The relief of it evaporating in someone's presence makes even this bullshit tolerable to deal with.]
If it's always like this, why don't we friggin' do somethin'? They're gonna kill us! I, shit, I was all worried about Togami! I'm worried about Kirigiri! I thought I might die! I thought Pekoyama was crazy when she started talkin' about goin' to kick CERES's asses, but maybe I'm on board with that!