Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170602190828

Leon smiled mid-wince, chuckling half-heartedly as he tried to scoot over, only for him to stop mid-way in worry that he'd reopen one of his wounds. Instead, he rested his head on Harvard's leg, sticking out his tongue in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"I know. You're far too innocent to even hurt a fly but it looks like you're about to have a stroke."

He scrunched his nose, his amused expression quickly turning into one of concern.

"...Is your leg okay? You just got discharged today and it might still be healing..."