Leo can't help but just...blink at her. Did she just tell him what to do?
And yet, even in the midst of his confusion, Leo finds himself getting to his feet and heading towards the bar.
It's only when Leo is outside of the bubble that Don looks up from his notes.
"I can't believe that just worked," he says turning to watch Leo go. "And...Leo can't believe it either. Nice work."
He leans back in his chair, stretching as he does so. "Well, not a whole lot, to be honest. But it's better than nothing."
A roll of parchment has been spread across the table. On it there are numerous arithmancy equations chickenscratched in the margins. In the center, a hand written note from Dinah to Leo.
It's the vaguest love letter to have ever vagued a vague.
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Date: 2013-04-05 06:58 pm (UTC)And yet, even in the midst of his confusion, Leo finds himself getting to his feet and heading towards the bar.
It's only when Leo is outside of the bubble that Don looks up from his notes.
"I can't believe that just worked," he says turning to watch Leo go. "And...Leo can't believe it either. Nice work."
He leans back in his chair, stretching as he does so.
"Well, not a whole lot, to be honest. But it's better than nothing."
A roll of parchment has been spread across the table. On it there are numerous arithmancy equations chickenscratched in the margins. In the center, a hand written note from Dinah to Leo.
It's the vaguest love letter to have ever vagued a vague.