"Nothing in particular, Sir Hood. Merely recognized a familiar face, and was coming to see how you were. Glad to see you escaped the Homelands," Leon spoke, patting the man's shoulder as his gaze turned the activities of those around them. Indeed, many people were about, but most too preoccupied to even notice the exchange between the two men. Lifting a hand to readjust his dreadlocks, his attention would return to Robin Hood, "Actually- now that you mention it- tonight's events took a significant toll upon my stock. Though I'm more than happy to supply our liege with whatever he desires; I do have to maintain a decent supply to meet with demands of our kin and mundies alike. If you happen to find yourself hunting any particularly [i]rare[/i] game, I'd be more than happy to compensate you for the beast's meat. You can do with what you will with the hides."

	Upon voicing his offer, the dark-skinned male couldn't help but cast a subtle smile, "As for your procurement tonight... [i]I don't know what you speak of.[/i]" He spoke the latter words slowly and intentionally, followed by a wink. He had known of Robin- in fact- he had dealt with the man many times in regards to his hunting prowess, "Still, do be careful. I'd hate to see the great 'Robin Hood' behind bars."

	As his gaze continued to glance about the room, his eyes would rest upon Mr. Black once more. With a subtle growl under his breath, he'd lean over and whisper to the man at his side, "Be careful of that one... Always the enigma, but now fosters a curiosity for my business. I wouldn't divulge too much to that man. His motives are foreign to me."