A Shame
"Where…"
Leonel's gaze flashed with a cold intent. If there was one thing that could still get him riled up even in the midst of all this tranquility, it was matters related to Aina.
He had allowed the previous matter to slide without saying much and even apologizing because he understood the kind of situation they were in. Plus, that young man had only said some slightly crude words at worst. However, even without this Variant Invalid completing its sentence, he knew exactly what it was trying to get at.
Standing before it, and looking it in the eyes, the coldness within his own only grew colder and colder.
Alastar wasn't quite prepared for this sort of response. Although his face didn't show anything particularly different from his norm, sensing… defiance? Was unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
Leonel was undergoing his own confusion.