Was it a stupid idea to run away from him in the middle of the night? At the time you didn’t think it was. However now, as you were plopped back down into bed at his side after running around the plains for hours on horse back while trying to escape him, maybe your plan wasn’t such a good idea.
“now sugar” Leonardo crooned, taking off his hat and settling it on the rack by the bedroom door. Rolling the stiffness from his remaining arm and removing his bulky prosthetic left arm to settle on the dresser before wandering over to settle into bed beside you. That usual soft smug smile on his face, though there was no denying the frustration hidden behind it, “what on earth were you thinking running off like that in the middle of the night? You know how dangerous it can get out in the Desert’
His remaining tridactyl hand slowly creeped over to lace his three fingers with your five. Giving your hand a squeeze that signaled his frustration and his relief for your escape and managing to catch you, “what is this? Like, the fifth time you’ve tried to escape this month? Ain’t that getting a little tiring for you by now, honey?”