I didn't mean in a fear kinda way, c'mon, you know what I mean, right . . .
[Actually, he doesn't quite know what he means himself, so he just trails off the end of that already weak-sounding sentence and sighs. At least that reaction wasn't bad. Okay. Leon rubs his eyes and nose with his hand, which doubles as a good excuse not to look at anything or anyone.]
—I don't even know what you mean by "acting untoward"! Isn't pretty much everything untoward for you? Like—like if, like just for example, if I slept with a dude or something, that'd be . . . untoward! Right?
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[Actually, he doesn't quite know what he means himself, so he just trails off the end of that already weak-sounding sentence and sighs. At least that reaction wasn't bad. Okay. Leon rubs his eyes and nose with his hand, which doubles as a good excuse not to look at anything or anyone.]
—I don't even know what you mean by "acting untoward"! Isn't pretty much everything untoward for you? Like—like if, like just for example, if I slept with a dude or something, that'd be . . . untoward! Right?