Leo didn't really know what he himself was thinking during those silent minutes, staring absentmindedly at that dreary apartment in front of him.
Usually, after making sure that Adel had already made himself home without any problem, the fiery lion would always head off to his next quest with haste, as his hunger for battles never failed to creep up on his mind 3 times a day and... he couldn't risk having it consume him.
'The f*ck am I even doing here, staring at a f*cking building...' so thought the lion as he took in a deep breath, knowing he should be taking off to the sky soon - very soon.
Yet, same as Adel earlier, he, too, could sense something lurking in that apartment - something hot and smoky, like sparks of fire, though such a faint presence was too hard to make out its true identity from the distance that he was.
