As they step into the kitchen behind the counter, the old kedan man turns and politely pushes Leo's grip down from his shoulder, insisting that he's quite all right. Leo doesn't miss the tremor still running through that hand, so he opens his mouth to protest further, but then a deep, rumbling voice snaps his attention to someone sitting nearby.
He blanches, only for a moment, at the large red man with a glass of beer in front of him. The deep red skin and yellow eyes instantly whisper demon into his mind - certainly he's encountered enough in his life not to be a little superstitious - and he stops in place, hands twitching with the suppressed reflex to draw swords. But when he takes a closer look, the urge dies down almost completely. The guy is sitting here, in a noodle shop, with a beer. That's possibly one of the most un-demonic things someone can do. His gaze flits from the old kedan to the red guy a few times, but the kedan solves the problem for him by speaking up first.
"Yes, I am fine. The boy here is overly eager to help his elders." He chuckles in amusement and gestures to a seat near the red man's. "Go on, child; sit."
It takes Leo a moment to realize the kedan is talking to him, and when he does, he can't help but balk at the notion of... sitting around in public. At a noodle shop. And however much he'd like to turn around and run right back out through the back entrance, an invitation is an invitation, and it would be horribly rude not to accept. So he slides around the counter and takes the indicated spot, leaving just one seat between him and the big red guy. Please don't let this be awkward.
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He blanches, only for a moment, at the large red man with a glass of beer in front of him. The deep red skin and yellow eyes instantly whisper demon into his mind - certainly he's encountered enough in his life not to be a little superstitious - and he stops in place, hands twitching with the suppressed reflex to draw swords. But when he takes a closer look, the urge dies down almost completely. The guy is sitting here, in a noodle shop, with a beer. That's possibly one of the most un-demonic things someone can do. His gaze flits from the old kedan to the red guy a few times, but the kedan solves the problem for him by speaking up first.
"Yes, I am fine. The boy here is overly eager to help his elders." He chuckles in amusement and gestures to a seat near the red man's. "Go on, child; sit."
It takes Leo a moment to realize the kedan is talking to him, and when he does, he can't help but balk at the notion of... sitting around in public. At a noodle shop. And however much he'd like to turn around and run right back out through the back entrance, an invitation is an invitation, and it would be horribly rude not to accept. So he slides around the counter and takes the indicated spot, leaving just one seat between him and the big red guy. Please don't let this be awkward.