[His gaze slides away from Masaomi again, but it falls straight ahead rather than to the floor. For all the years he's learned to be calm and unreadable in the face of adversity, he recognizes the look in someone else. The news has been delivered. The news has been received. Unless Masaomi sees fit to question him about the details, their business is concluded.]
[It's a cold way to think after telling someone that their friend has become a casualty, but Leo feels he's seen the type. Masaomi isn't looking for his excuses, or his comfort, or his pledge to make things right. The best he can do is leave. Masaomi's observation feels like a cool criticism wrapped in a compliment, and Leo isn't offended in the slightest. It feels fair; generously so.]
Not as diligent as I should have been. [Stiffly, he pulls away from the counter. His head inclines politely towards Masaomi, and there is regret.] I apologize for interrupting, Kida-san. I wish my news were better.
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[It's a cold way to think after telling someone that their friend has become a casualty, but Leo feels he's seen the type. Masaomi isn't looking for his excuses, or his comfort, or his pledge to make things right. The best he can do is leave. Masaomi's observation feels like a cool criticism wrapped in a compliment, and Leo isn't offended in the slightest. It feels fair; generously so.]
Not as diligent as I should have been. [Stiffly, he pulls away from the counter. His head inclines politely towards Masaomi, and there is regret.] I apologize for interrupting, Kida-san. I wish my news were better.