Re: Barclay and Leon
"No, but I do, and I am," Leon said with a smirk at his friend. "Still, I have the feeling that no matter how good of a dancer I am, you'll find something to be disgruntled about." He nudged Barclay and drank. "It's fine, though. Believe it or not, I'm not--"
Leon cut himself off abruptly when one of his spirits phased through Barclay, his face emerging from the other boy's and Leon did all he could to stop his immediate recoil. The spirit hedged on the edge of Leon's small bubble of protection that the monster tooth gave out, and then slipped off into the crowd again.
Leon blinked, "Uh. Sorry." He shook his head and looked down at his glass. "I just lost my train of thought. What was I saying?"