. . . You really are like a black hole of negativity.

[This time, though, he says it fondly. Yeah, he did make it negative again, but he answered the question; just making the attempt is better than spouting off some derailing criticism, see? Leon reaches over and pushes lightly at his arm, more playful—though tentatively.]

I never said you had to be enthusiastic about it. I guess that pretty much matches you anyway, huh? You're so above everyone! I can't even really imagine you getting into it—

[Oops, that's a lie. He sure can. He has before. Look, that stuff that happened with the vines . . . that wasn't his fault, and neither was anything that came after that. Any thoughts, any questions—

He could just leave it at that. He could let that sentence drop there and there's a good chance Togami would drop it there too.]

. . . Heh, maybe I can a liiiittle . . .

[But instead he goes and does that. Maybe because he's weirdly relaxed this week, or maybe because of the awkward mood hanging over them. Or maybe he's just not thinking. He doesn't know.]