"Huh. Well. Congrats? On dating the world's most accurate weatherman."

And also damn that's a pretty nice voice but Leon's gonna put that thought in the corner and ignore it now. Either way he seems pretty overwhelmed by the whole thing but in the face of all the other bullshit he's had to put up recently he feels much more comfortable accepting it than he might've otherwise.

Throwing one last glance towards the last glimmers of aurora washing away in the rain, Leon frowns and hurries under the eaves of the nearby restaurant for some shelter before continuing.

"Is that kind of thing something most people around here can do? Because it sure as hell isn't where I came from."