[Strange that it would be things like tea, but hey, he won't be picky about it. He takes the seat that she leads them to, sitting across from her, and for a moment he just glances out. It's dark, but... it's never truly dark in Cerealia; even tucked away in a corner like this, the lights outside are bright enough to glare.
Leon doesn't linger long in looking out, instead turning his attention to the shop.
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[Strange that it would be things like tea, but hey, he won't be picky about it. He takes the seat that she leads them to, sitting across from her, and for a moment he just glances out. It's dark, but... it's never truly dark in Cerealia; even tucked away in a corner like this, the lights outside are bright enough to glare.
Leon doesn't linger long in looking out, instead turning his attention to the shop.
It's a cute little place--quaint, really.]
This seems... [nice] ...tolerable.