[Another time, perhaps, and Namazuo would've teased Leon, working to get him to open up just a little bit. But not now. Not after everything he's seen over the past few days.

But there's no need to let them know how tired he is, physically and emotionally. Leon would be even less willing to accept his help then, he thinks, and he doesn't want to make Chal worry. The little sword needs to focus on his master, right now. So he nods, loose hair cascading over his shoulders.]

Yes, there are... I've been able to take them down, but only long enough to run. [Which is probably the most frustrating thing about all this--their enemies just won't stay down.] I'm alright, though. What about you two?