[It would definitely devolve into a fight. As it is, things are getting just a tad bit tenser--because Leon doesn't want to hear any of this. He doesn't care if Stahn helps him and they work together to find a way to get Stahn back, but he doesn't intend to live for anything other than that while he's in Cerealia.
Anything else would just be... some petty attempt at life that he doesn't deserve, and he's not interested in it. He's at least not living the day to day here anymore acting as though there's no reason for him to be there--
But he can't shake the fact that the reason is so that he can help get Stahn back home.
... He just sighs softly, dragging the comb through again; it slides through without any protest, at which point he drops it to the table.]
There. I'm finished.
[With... both the brushing, and the conversation, because he stands then to go.]
[stahn is frowning as leon stands, because he knows exactly why he's being so short about things. maybe if the conversation hadn't gone the way it did, he'd stay in the room a bit longer.
but it's not going to be so easy to get leon to see things his way, is it? even though he wants little more than for him to embrace these chances and not throw away the opportunities he's being given... but leon has always been this way. a one-track mind and completely goal-oriented. stubborn to a fault, and why stahn's sure that eventually, this will change. he's sure that somehow, he can get leon to understand why he feels this way.
it doesn't make it less upsetting to know he's going to walk away from this conversation so abruptly though. even if he wants to fight it, all stahn does is lean forward to reach for the comb while running a hand through his hair and letting out a simple, quiet:] Thanks... Leon.
[he doesn't expect a response though. stahn knows he'll probably just bristle and walk away, and that's why stahn just remains on the sofa, quiet and downcast. he appreciates the help—he just hates how much leon tries to fight everything else that's so good.]
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Anything else would just be... some petty attempt at life that he doesn't deserve, and he's not interested in it. He's at least not living the day to day here anymore acting as though there's no reason for him to be there--
But he can't shake the fact that the reason is so that he can help get Stahn back home.
... He just sighs softly, dragging the comb through again; it slides through without any protest, at which point he drops it to the table.]
There. I'm finished.
[With... both the brushing, and the conversation, because he stands then to go.]
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but it's not going to be so easy to get leon to see things his way, is it? even though he wants little more than for him to embrace these chances and not throw away the opportunities he's being given... but leon has always been this way. a one-track mind and completely goal-oriented. stubborn to a fault, and why stahn's sure that eventually, this will change. he's sure that somehow, he can get leon to understand why he feels this way.
it doesn't make it less upsetting to know he's going to walk away from this conversation so abruptly though. even if he wants to fight it, all stahn does is lean forward to reach for the comb while running a hand through his hair and letting out a simple, quiet:] Thanks... Leon.
[he doesn't expect a response though. stahn knows he'll probably just bristle and walk away, and that's why stahn just remains on the sofa, quiet and downcast. he appreciates the help—he just hates how much leon tries to fight everything else that's so good.]