[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjQwLjkyZTdhNi5UR1Z2YmlCQmJHUmxhR0Z5ZEEsLC4w/rockybilly.regular.png[/img] [@Gittarackur] | [@Anza][/center] To say today was eventful would be the understatement of the century. Leon had been eagerly anticipating his first real job as a mage, though he hadn’t quite expected to be thrown into the deep end so soon. The district in which the battle had taken place was charred almost beyond recognition. He had frequented this area not six months ago; stopped for drinks with friends after class, chatted up girls at the bookstore and walked past the Council building so many times the architecture was practically imprinted upon his retinas. Though he knew the city would recover, he still couldn’t shake the feeling of despair that came from gazing over the remnants of the life he left behind. He shook his head. Today wasn’t the time to despair over such things; his guild had achieved a victory here. Though his part was minimal, he couldn’t help but bask in the pride of being a Fenixtear Mage. As Grasidia was set to depart, Leon considered asking the plant mage if she would take Felix back with her. He didn’t mind taking the train, but it would be best for the young boy to get some rest in a proper bed as soon as possible. Yet he remained silent, watching her prepare for her departure. Back during the fight, Grasidia had scolded him for misdirecting his attention. Now, carrying the limp body of Felix over his back, it was clear she was right to disparage his efforts. He wasn’t ready to face her yet, now knowing she was right to doubt his judgement in the heat of battle. Leon had much to learn before he could stand before a mage like Grasidia with confidence. As the Obsidian Kite airship descended upon the group, Leon would count his lucky stars at the prospect of a free, comfortable ride back to Crocus. Boarding the ship with his peers, he turned his head towards Lavinia while she spouted some nonsense of a diabolical nature. “[color=palegreen]God, you're weird.[/color]” He smirked, walking past her to find a suitable place to put Felix down for the trip. Settling on a row of seats that weren’t occupied, he lay the boy down across them before planting himself on the floor in front. He’d monitor Felix through the trip just to make sure everything was alright.