[D wants to hear his shitty Italian, thanks in advance. He also wants to reach over there and smack Leon's stupid expression right off his face, but he won't. He picks up his tea again instead, sitting back to scrutinize Leon over the rim of the cup. This is ridiculous...]

It would be very easy to get away from you, even so. [He has Ways and also animals. But anyway.] But it would hurt the shop's reputation to have you sleeping in the gutter out front, so I suppose I will have to let you stay.

[That's the only reason, he will swear it. He sips his tea. There are so many more things he could say at this point and only some of them rude, like maybe something biting about how he's so eager to have Leon putting his feet all over the furniture, but--] I have... missed your company. Somewhat.