' how about a hug, hm? '
     a hug? the concept is foreign. sure, camilla has hugged him before, she’s definitely the most open with physical affection, but he can’t say he’s used to it by any means. he’s more accustomed to playing chess by himself, to reading to himself before bed ... leon’s been forced into the role of a loner -- whether it’s by choice or circumstance ... probably both. which is why he isn’t sure if he can reach out to her.
       he remembers reaching out. it’s all he’s ever tried to do in the past.
       he’s long given up on things like that ... right? he stands, frozen in place.









