[ hahahaha, god. were it another time, leo would be relieved to hear that add's not really mad at him. maybe a little tickled by the dere side that's offered to him -- the real, genuine proof that maybe he does actually care.

but here, leo can only go rigid at the request for an explanation, the mention of izumi's name, not quite expecting it to come out from add. leo doesn't want to say it out loud, he doesn't want to say it out loud, and it sinks in just then where they are.

his eyes wander through their surroundings, until he realizes he shouldn't look. there's no answers for add's question, only actions that'll probably attract more. ]

I don't wanna be here.

[ leo's outstretching a hand to pull hard on the nearest piece of add's clothing he can reach, as if that'll somehow make him more convincing. they're just playing clothing tug-of-war here! fun! ]

Go up, Add. You hate me, right? 'Cause I was awful and hurt you, so I shouldn't be asking you stuff, but-- you gotta go up. I don't wanna-- I can't be here--

[ because then he'll want to search. and what he knows he'll find is something that'll tear him up ever more. ]