"Huh." Is all he has to say. Because for once, he's thinking his words through before he says them. Lets them roll around on his tongue for a little bit. But it's all there in his posture - joy, relief... Jeez. Monet is gone. Not his problem anymore. Not a threat to his family anymore. It's like a breath of fresh air.

Sighing, he runs a hand over his head.

"I can't say that I'm sad she's gone, bro."

But obviously Leo is. He's so sad over it he's making himself sick. And it's that worry alone that keeps him from celebrating the way he really wants to.