[Leo's good at knowing when he's being looked at - it's one of those instincts you learn to build fast, or pay the price, because knowing exactly how much attention someone is paying to you can be the difference between success or failure, in his world.
So he's quick to glance over his shoulder (past his own pair of swords; Toushirou isn't the only one packing steel in this hallway), and pause.
Because of course he notices the sword first. What kind of self-respecting kenjutsu nerd wouldn't?
Although before he touches on that subject, he's waiting to see if that reaction is going to go anywhere past a blink. Even at a mutant school...well, he's still not quite sure what to expect so far as people not being totally weirded out by his appearance.]
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So he's quick to glance over his shoulder (past his own pair of swords; Toushirou isn't the only one packing steel in this hallway), and pause.
Because of course he notices the sword first. What kind of self-respecting kenjutsu nerd wouldn't?
Although before he touches on that subject, he's waiting to see if that reaction is going to go anywhere past a blink. Even at a mutant school...well, he's still not quite sure what to expect so far as people not being totally weirded out by his appearance.]