[This is all D's space, Leon is just borrowing it. That's the logic here, and perhaps also the logic behind D reaching over without saying anything to try and flatten a bit of Leon's hair that's sticking up from his dumb nap. Ah.]
—No, you don't. [welp he's drawing his hand away abruptly, woops, he didn't do that thing.] Please don't get any strange ideas about becoming a vigilante.
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—No, you don't. [welp he's drawing his hand away abruptly, woops, he didn't do that thing.] Please don't get any strange ideas about becoming a vigilante.