[This is thoroughly uncomfortable. D ignores, or pretends to ignore Leon as they make their way through the city to his shop - it's much easier that way, even though he's going to be yelled at into addressing this sooner or later. Maybe. If it came down to who's better at holding his ground, he could probably outlast Leon if the man tires himself out from shouting...
That's the train of thought that carries him the rest of the way there. He looks at Leon over his shoulder as he enters before him, and regrets it - another wave of not-quite-nostalgic feeling hits him, and he turns away again to breeze further into the shop and find something to fuss over. Perhaps he'll make tea.
Of course he'll make tea, but he'll make it seem like he thinks about it.]
It's quite easy to set up. [The shop is its own kind of antique-choked eldritch horror...] It won't bite you, either. Shut the door and take a seat before you let in the whole world.
[The little demons aren't going to come out and gawk openly at The Problem Man because D is real close to passive-aggressively scorning Leon and any witnesses into oblivion. From animals, he is spared.]
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That's the train of thought that carries him the rest of the way there. He looks at Leon over his shoulder as he enters before him, and regrets it - another wave of not-quite-nostalgic feeling hits him, and he turns away again to breeze further into the shop and find something to fuss over. Perhaps he'll make tea.
Of course he'll make tea, but he'll make it seem like he thinks about it.]
It's quite easy to set up. [The shop is its own kind of antique-choked eldritch horror...] It won't bite you, either. Shut the door and take a seat before you let in the whole world.
[The little demons aren't going to come out and gawk openly at The Problem Man because D is real close to passive-aggressively scorning Leon and any witnesses into oblivion. From animals, he is spared.]