Having Leo carry you on his back was not something you expected today. But you also didn't expect to be critically injured…

Leo was carrying you on his shell, struggling to get you somewhere safe as you were bleeding out. His swords were gone, so teleportation wasn't on the page.

He tried to not look at you, just keep walking. Keep walking home. He didn't want you to see him frown like this. To see how close he's to breaking. The 'sly rascal' was now like a roadkill.

“...Hey, why don’t YOU tell me a joke?” He suggested in a soft voice, giving you a fake smile. He had to keep you conscious.