with magic banned on the isle, he tended to forget about macaria’s true nature, from time to time. of course, he could never just let who her father was slip his mind, but she was just mac most of the time. his best friend, perhaps his only friend. now, leo wondered if he really should have let that detail go. in auradon, where magic wasn’t banned - though regulated - it changed…well, not everything. he wouldn’t let it. what they had was too dear to him to create such a change. but he couldn’t deny that here, facing mac’s form as a goddess, one part of him wasn’t tempted to take a step back. ( he cared about her. she’d never let him down, even if he could count dozens of occasions she could have taken. how ungrateful would it be, to turn away from her now ? )❛ it’s not really, ❜ leo finally said, his tongue carefully testing each and every one of his words.❛ it’s one part of you. a pretty important one...but still, there’s the mac i knew before too. ❜ a smile, more feeble than he’d like, but there all the same.❛ can’t wait to know this one. ❜