Leo couldn't be weak. He stepped away from her and he avoided looking at her. He couldn't let her see that he was crying. He turned his back towards her, and wiped at his eyes with urgency and irritation at his display of feebleness.

He cleared his throat. "Yeah!"

He could feel her eyes boring into his back before hearing faint footsteps, cushioned by the carpet come towards him. A hand grasped his and he turned to look at her.

"Leo, it's okay to ...