[He does have pots and pans . . . or rather, the kitchen has pots and pans. Leon didn't buy the pots and pans. He's not sure where they came from; they were just here. Either the kitchen comes standard with them, or the previous tenants left them. They look a little too beaten-up to be the former, but did this place even have previous tenants? A question for the ages . . .
Eh, they're clean.
Five minutes later, so is Leon; he finishes getting on clean pajamas (eh, he's not going anywhere else tonight) and otherwise making himself feel human again, and then heads out to the kitchen. It worked—he does feel better, even if he could use the rest of that eight hours of sleep. But that's what actual nighttime is for.
He half expects Togami to have just left, and is pleasantly (he has to admit to himself) surprised that he's not.]
What're you doing? Are you allergic to microwaves?
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Eh, they're clean.
Five minutes later, so is Leon; he finishes getting on clean pajamas (eh, he's not going anywhere else tonight) and otherwise making himself feel human again, and then heads out to the kitchen. It worked—he does feel better, even if he could use the rest of that eight hours of sleep. But that's what actual nighttime is for.
He half expects Togami to have just left, and is pleasantly (he has to admit to himself) surprised that he's not.]
What're you doing? Are you allergic to microwaves?