He watches, unmoving, as Toph struggles with the decision. If she turns him away now, he isn't sure what it means for the future... and he refuses to let himself speculate. While she has been his student for a while now, Leonardo has started regarding her as something more: a friend. He would like to help her. But she has to want it, too. And even friends are not obligated to disclose every little thing to one another.

For these reasons, it's a bigger relief than he'd expected when she steps forward and unlocks the window with a soft click. Leonardo waits in silence for a heartbeat; then, very slowly, pushes the window open and shifts forward on the sill to crouch balanced on the threshold.

His eyes flicker briefly again over the shadows still settled deeply across the room, resting on the pillow for a barely a moment. Then his gaze is back on Toph, studying her state of dress and disheveled appearance. Although his stares are often intense, this time around it softens; this isn't an interrogation, nor is it a teacher evaluating his pupil. Whatever had upset her enough to attack his cousin... it's clearly put her in some remarkable distress.

"I know something happened." He speaks plainly; if there's one thing he's learned through teaching her, it's that cutting straight to the point is the best way of doing things. "Want to talk?"