[Leo. You're a good boy. He's a little stunned and sad after seeing this memory again, but then he glances at Leo, trying to deflect.
The tattoos are maybe not. . . so sweet. He absently scratches at his forearms, where he has a number of scars scattered lightly, in a similar pattern to the one she had in tattoos. But he tries to smile anyway.]
I'm not such a fan of them. Not a tattoo guy. [He sighs.] But yeah, she was my friend, a long time ago.
[ he does notice those scars, but. paired with caleb’s words, leo thinks it might be better not to ask too many questions. he’s been nothing but patient and understanding with leo; he owes it to caleb to give him his space. ]
I can respect being able to go back and talk to someone like that, though. [ especially considering how nervous caleb obviously was? ] I don’t know if I’d be able to do that.
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The tattoos are maybe not. . . so sweet. He absently scratches at his forearms, where he has a number of scars scattered lightly, in a similar pattern to the one she had in tattoos. But he tries to smile anyway.]
I'm not such a fan of them. Not a tattoo guy. [He sighs.] But yeah, she was my friend, a long time ago.
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[ he does notice those scars, but. paired with caleb’s words, leo thinks it might be better not to ask too many questions. he’s been nothing but patient and understanding with leo; he owes it to caleb to give him his space. ]
I can respect being able to go back and talk to someone like that, though. [ especially considering how nervous caleb obviously was? ] I don’t know if I’d be able to do that.