[ is that it....... is it, when add stutters like that..... considering leo isn't sure what to think about the fact that add got him a darn cake, maybe he should take the reasoning at face value. none of the thoughts or feelings that pop up into his head are bad things, though. he's actually pretty warmed by the concept, whether or not a cake is a clumsy thing to give in this circumstance.

it's fortunate add made it past the door guard (and that izumi's sharp enough to clue in) with no further prompting from leo, because he's sure not about to get into any specifics about that time, okay. at least, not right now. that comment went in one ear and out the other.

leo makes his way into the apartment following behind izumi. with his hands slapped away from sampling the food and add's entrance, his short attention span has now lost interest in helping.

classic. sooo, he'll busy himself with getting add settled. step one: when he's sure izumi's not looking and add is, leo puts a finger up to his lips with a careful smile. it feels terrible to do that kind of thing behind sena's back, but. you know. it's a reminder of their secret. of what to say and what not to say.

now, casually moving on: ]

Yep, yep. Super lucky. Sena's food is the best! Here, Dee-dee, put your convenient offering here--

[ gesturing to a table.....

....... which is covered in so many music sheets..........

... okay, he's picking those up and putting them on the bed. ]

Now you can put it there.