Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170314224613

Leon pursed his lips, his face falling for a split second before he managed a strained grin. Fiddling with his jacket sleeves in an effort to keep up the act for Harvard's sake.

'R-Really Henny. There's no need to worry about me. I'm just a little shaken up 'tis all.'Sides, I'm not the one you should be worrying about, you're the one in a wheelchair!''

He chucked nervously, obvious distress in his face as he tried to frantically change the subject.

If you'd like I can make lunch, What would you like?

Leon started to inch away from the mans grasp, trying, rather feebly, to literally escape the situation.