On The Bench

"So how's hero life been treating you?"

Leon sounded normal, spoke amicably, and overall looked his typical beguiling self, minus the black eye of course, and also the little strap around a red nose… and that busted lip of his too, kinda hard to forget that one. But yeah, apart from those little trivial things, he was pretty much the same as ever.

Which, undoubtedly, was the hardest thing to ignore.

"Loud," I told him, walked with him. "Honestly, a little grueling." 

Leon chuckled at that, it was a sympathetic chuckle he gave as he settled himself onto one end of a stray bench, and I the other. It was there that he eyed me down again while nodding his head more and more.

"You wear that very well," He remarked, reaching a hand out to unfurl some creases in my robes. "Too well, actually. Better than me, I'm envious."