The German was alone? Leonid felt extremely silly. To kneel like that, to humiliate and degrade himself for but one man? He could most likely have fought him and won, or at least keep his weapons. He reckoned picking up his swords now would look very suspicious indeed, so he decided that he would leave them there for now. Standing up he brushed himself off. "Y-yes, I agree." 

"Really? I just went to relieve myself...." He said embarrassed. He decided he needed his old gear however, so he picked it up in a clump, hopefully so that Otto would not see it as a threat. 

"A cave? Yes, let's go there." He would quietly follow Otto, his footsteps only punctuated by snowy crunches. "What is your name?" He asked, hoping he did not see it as means of questioning him. He would rub his hands, trying to warn them up. He regrets letting his tunic float away in the wind, but what could he do now.