Of course Andrei didn't want Leon to leave. There were a lot of things that Andrei wanted to say to Leon - or, at least, do? Because saying things wasn't his strong suit - but how could he? Andrei had never learned to talk about his feelings, scoffed at the notion really. Andrei didn't have the capacity.
Andrei clenched his fists when Leon approached him again. When had his fangling stopped being afraid of his wrath? When he was turned. No, Andrei remembered, it had been some time before that.
Fuck.
Andrei stepped forward, his teeth pulled together, his chin taut, his body language angry. Angry was easy. "Yeah," he grunted, looking Leon straight in his eyes, "I want you to fuck off." Inside him, though, emotions rose up, contradicting that statement.