Lena stared at him for a full second.
Then she turned and fell into step beside him, moving back into the forest.
"How did you do that," she said.
"Do what," Leon said.
"Don't give me that Leon, you were flying, I wanna fly too."
"Ah."
He shrugged.
Lena looked at him.
He looked back at her with the expression of someone who genuinely felt that a shrug was a complete and sufficient answer to the question.
"That's it?" she said. "That's all I get?"
"It's not that complicated," he said.
"Look at this" she said showing him the aftermath of his massacr— no battle.
"They weren't that strong," he said.
Lena opened her mouth.
Closed it.
Looked at the forest ahead of them.
"You know what," she said. "Fine."
Leon nodded like that settled it.
They walked in silence for a moment, the sounds of the festival continuing around them in the distance.
Then quietly, without looking at him, Lena said.
"It was cool though."
Leon said nothing.
