[Ah. Well, that's an answer, at least... Leon had already picked up the tea, so now it's his turn to hold it in front of his mouth as he slouches even further on the couch. He didn't want to see him? Is that the truth? What is he thinking, of course it must be the truth. He's been running from him this whole time, and he's the one who...
He takes a long sip of tea, clearly bothered by those words even when he tries to act indifferent. He remembers how he likes his tea... Not that that would be too hard to forget, he supposes.
After a moment, he finds words again.] You said you wanted revenge, right?
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He takes a long sip of tea, clearly bothered by those words even when he tries to act indifferent. He remembers how he likes his tea... Not that that would be too hard to forget, he supposes.
After a moment, he finds words again.] You said you wanted revenge, right?