"Oh?"

Leo turns in your direction, distracted from the sheets of what appears to be a new song. He seems tired. Half-moon bruises under the eyes from sleepless nights, a pale face in a dim light of the desk lamp. He seems so... fatigued.

You are standing in the doorway with a bucket for sweets, and you only came in to take him to trick-or-treating together. And there he is. All hunched over, and doesn’t even think about going out.

"Hehe... Without me this time." and turned back from you.