"It's nothing," Leon repeated. He watched her for another moment, then nodded and the pen began to move again on his page. He understood that desire to not want to talk about something. Even if he wanted to know - and would find out eventually, if he was patient and persistent like always - it was her secret to have. He couldn't think of a single thing she might be that would make him think less of her, or imagine a reason she wouldn't want to tell a supernatural student what part supernatural she was, but Leon didn't press. He was the same way with certain things.
"So, eager for summer to start?" Leon changed the subject for her, giving a small smile to indicate he wouldn't be barraging her with further questions.