[Whoa okay there's more than one question going on here, in two different directions, and he has to figure out how to address both because this girl certainly is a student of the world. At least she doesn't seem offended, which was the other option here. Though possibly still forthcoming, Leon thinks. Not in so many words. Leon doesn't think words like "forthcoming."

But the thought is there.

He holds up his hands a little, laughing, still a little pink in the cheeks. Even moreso now, really.]

Whoa, whoa! First of all, you can definitely taste a woman,

["if you know what I mean," except clearly she wouldn't,]

but that wasn't what I meant by that! People use that for stuff not food, y'know? Not just people either! Like, if I said someone had good taste in fashion, that'd mean I thought they looked good in whatever they've got on. Or if they've got good taste in music, it means we like the same bands! So when I say I've got good taste in women,

[which, again, is debatable, after certain events in his past, and this time when he says that he's more uncomfortably aware of it; it's edging into his thoughts enough that he can't quite keep it back]

I mean that I'm into the kind of girl who's good for me! Heh . . . ah, you can have bad taste in people too, though. Like if you're the kinda person who always ends up chasing after people who're bad for you, that kinda thing. It happens . . .