The Alchemist, Tala, obviously didn't approve of Leo's tone, but it was not matter to him, he needed to hang on to what was real! And this alchemist... she was probably real. His words came fast and somewhat maniacal, "Good! Excellent! Good-good-good-good-good!" Leo hit his palm lightly on the table, trying to blot out the sun of blonde curls in his peripheral vision until it faded away in a puff of logic. "Come, sit down, my name is Leopold, fantastic to meet you." He gestured to a spare seat at the table, his words remaining frantic. "Now, how did [i]you[/i] end up in this forest, dear Tala?" Leo asked with one squinted eye and his forearms resting flat on the table. He folded his fingers together as he waited for a response. He didn't care if this girl was a guild alchemist, or even if she was a stereotypical one. If she was real, Leo wanted to talk.