He wasn't sure he was ready for Leo to get to know him. But at least this Leo was making an effort. When was the last time his actual dad had asked him question about his life? Did he even know his favorite food? Favorite color? Did he know where he liked to hang out or who his friends were?
Chris was pretty sure the answer was no. And that bothered him all over again. He'd tried so hard to move on from that when he'd gotten to the sisters' time. But the incident with the spider demon had proven that he wasn't quite over it. Not yet. They were getting here. But very slowly.
So he took a deep breath and shrugged. "Yeah. Sure, that's cool. If you want to. Hang on. Want another?" he asked, nodding to Leo's coffee cup. He didn't wait for an answer, merely jumped up and rushed over to order two more. He needed time to think. There were things he still instinctively felt he couldn't tell Leo. And some he knew he could, here at least, but it didn't make it any easier to tell his mind that.
When he returned with the two coffees, he sat but remained silent, just looking at the table in front of him.