Haunted Hydra: Leon & John
John had the uncomfortable sense of being weighed and measured by Leon when that gaze of his raked over his form. It was a tense moment that seemed to go on forever. Leon seemed to be absorbing the news pretty well, but the tightness in John's shoulders didn't go away. How fast were vampires again? Was he in danger of being attacked? Maybe he should've waited for that formal introduction with Dr. Hallowfen. Shit!
John was about to take a step backwards when Leon spoke again. That slight narrowing of his eyes had been practically predatory. The Cherokee words were halting when Leon spoke again and John could tell that he was trying to work through it. Of course the obvious solution of talking about it in a more private place made sense, but it also set John a little more on edge.
"Alright, Leon." He met and held Leon's eyes, wanting to show him, somehow, that he was going to trust him. Even if Leon didn't know what to think of this yet, John was going to be the one to offer trust first. That trust would come in the form of going off alone with a vampire. Leon wanted to keep their affairs private, and that was perfectly alright with John.
He walked towards the stairs, keeping his eyes on Leon until he was past him, and then started to move up. "Where are we going?"