He couldn't help it.  He really tried to maintain his composure and focus on the throbbing pain on his leg, but the way Claire's adorable antics dazzled him left the gravedigger nigh on speechless and grinning like an idiot.  Sure, the ominous warnings of Yorick left Leon on the edge of caution and feeling of being screwed, but in front of this woman's gentle smile, Leon couldn't care less at the moment.  After all, he had been through quite a rough day, so, what was wrong with indulging in the happiness of being asked out by the girl who he had originally also planned to take on a date?  He earned it as far as Leon was concerned.  At all of these, Leon offered a soft grin as well before he staggered up, shaking the debris off of him before fixing the cloth that covered the lower half of his face.  He limped forward, timidly squeezing Claire's hand with his before he released a slight chuckle.

"Isn't it supposed to be my job to ask you out?"  Leon snickered, releasing her hand before combing back the locks of hair curtaining his eyes.  He was clearly delirious for feeling these strange hums of affection deep inside him for this woman who he had just met around the university.  Up to this moment, his endearment for her bordered more on the physical, on the ephemeral.  The curve of her hips, the smoothness of her hands, the pink of her cheeks, the cerulean glow of her eyes-- things that would vanish in an instant in the same way that she would pass by him.  But, the bubbling frenzy of emotions inside him spoke otherwise.  Perhaps, his feelings weren't as shallow as he thought they were.  Ephemeral, maybe, but shallow?  Never.  Leon extended his hand towards her face, brushing a stray lock of her hair to the side whilst removing specks of dirt from her face.  "I'd love to,"  Leon hummed, forgetting the pain in his leg at this briefest eye of the storm.  "It's not everyday I get to spend time with a cryophoenix.  I just hope you'd welcome a gravedigger at your side."  the lad grinned as he turned to the aftermath of their battle.  Everything had been reduced to rubble and, obviously, the town will not be silent with this event.  Even now, inquisitive onlookers marched forward in a frightened cadence.  "So, uhh, six thirty tomorrow night, then?"  Leon suggested before he turned to the lad who Sam had now attended to.

The conversation seemed pretty serious and Leon had no intention to stay any longer in this place.  The incoming wall of spectators as well as the tell-tale sirens from afar signalled a disastrous ending to this day should they be caught in this situation.

"Claire,"  Leon turned to her.  "The police are here.  You know what they do to people like us."  his voice grew dark.  "We need to high-tail it out of here.  I suggest we return to the university's dormitories.  That'd be a safe place for now."  The gravedigger tugged on Claire's hand, urging for them to escape.  If they were caught, their planned date would not be the only one to be messed up.

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