[Well, now he'll spend an extra minute over here finding some kind of cookie to slap on a plate for the tea tray, since he doesn't have a proper explanation for this one, either. Seeing Leon is-- he can't go back to how they were in LA, whatever they were. He was already playing a dangerous game by letting Leon and Chris get close, so he had to leave, and his father said...
But then, what has Father ever known? And yet, still...
He returns with the tray, setting it down and gesturing for Leon to help himself. His own cup he picks up and immediately sips from, to hide at least some of his expression.]
I assumed you would attempt to bring me back. Perhaps under the pretense of an arrest, at the very least...
[It seems silly to say that now, when he'd been there and listening when Leon seemed quite on board with going wherever he wanted, but never mind that.]
After that, I suppose I simply didn't want to see you.
[Because he actually really did?? It would be too much to say that, unfortunately.]
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But then, what has Father ever known? And yet, still...
He returns with the tray, setting it down and gesturing for Leon to help himself. His own cup he picks up and immediately sips from, to hide at least some of his expression.]
I assumed you would attempt to bring me back. Perhaps under the pretense of an arrest, at the very least...
[It seems silly to say that now, when he'd been there and listening when Leon seemed quite on board with going wherever he wanted, but never mind that.]
After that, I suppose I simply didn't want to see you.
[Because he actually really did?? It would be too much to say that, unfortunately.]