...I know. With all of the crap that's going on, how could I ask normal questions?

[He's odd, sure... And D's not cooperative all the time, but Leon falls silent at that. At least for a minute, he does. He leans forward, setting the cup down and tracing his finger around the rim with a sigh.]

I don't know what I'm thinking anymore. It feels like you're driving me crazy. I'm not mad or anything, I just... [Another sigh.] I don't know, D. Everything's changed since I met you.

[How's this for asking questions, spilling his guts out again... Hand holding is nice, the little things are nice, but between language learning and being useless, he can't take another thing not solving itself sooner.]