[Togami gets his wish: Leon's face falls immediately, into something confused and wounded, and he leans away again. Just hearing that put that way makes his stomach feel unpleasantly tight and twisted right where it was starting to feel warm a few moments before.]

—What the hell . . . no. C'mon, man, 'course not . . . it ain't like that. I just—I wasn't tryin' to force on you, I thought you might like it too. We don't gotta ever . . .