Leon's puzzled expression is charming, cute even, reminding Lev of Pasha, of all people, but the situation is such that he doesn't feel able to appreciate it properly, getting a bit in his own head about how the conversation immediately took an awkward turn. But Leon doesn't seem angry, or unfriendly, and it seems that the peace-offering connotations of I'll buy you a drink are universal, if Lev's interpreting Leon's expression and tone correctly.
"Oy, yes, a drink would be fantastic, thank'ee," he says, with some relief. "Ayda, then, to the inn, before like, it actually rains. I only have two sets of clothes right now, nu? Feh. Laundry's such a fucking like, hassle here."
He takes a deep breath, collecting himself, and smiles.
"I'm called Lev," he says. "Leyb, if thou prefer'st that manner of pronunciation. Some what are not thee, they call me Lyubov. I'll like, explain properly once we're indoors."
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Leon's puzzled expression is charming, cute even, reminding Lev of Pasha, of all people, but the situation is such that he doesn't feel able to appreciate it properly, getting a bit in his own head about how the conversation immediately took an awkward turn. But Leon doesn't seem angry, or unfriendly, and it seems that the peace-offering connotations of I'll buy you a drink are universal, if Lev's interpreting Leon's expression and tone correctly.
"Oy, yes, a drink would be fantastic, thank'ee," he says, with some relief. "Ayda, then, to the inn, before like, it actually rains. I only have two sets of clothes right now, nu? Feh. Laundry's such a fucking like, hassle here."
He takes a deep breath, collecting himself, and smiles.
"I'm called Lev," he says. "Leyb, if thou prefer'st that manner of pronunciation. Some what are not thee, they call me Lyubov. I'll like, explain properly once we're indoors."