[For a long, quiet moment, Leon just meets Hinata's eyes. It's--almost serious, like he's weighing, what's with this guy? Is this worth it? Maybe he's right? He's obviously not saying everything; he's probably just playing along. Maybe he thinks this whole thing is idiotic. Maybe he's going to sell him out, or . . .
He looks considering of all of that, for that drawn-out beat, but he says nothing.
Then he grabs a buttered biscuit from the warming rack and shoves it butter-side first into Hinata's face.]
no subject
He looks considering of all of that, for that drawn-out beat, but he says nothing.
Then he grabs a buttered biscuit from the warming rack and shoves it butter-side first into Hinata's face.]