Leo was too busy sulking to burn his way out of Louisa's pocket. He was only pulled out (gently, he noticed, amazed that Louisa could even do gentle) and placed on a table.
They were in the Big House living/dining room. The table seemed like a football pitch to Leo.
"And you kept him in your pocket?"
"He had air." Chiron chuckled.
"Great, another person laughing at me."
"I thought you liked being laughed at." Piper teased.
"No. I like my jokes being laughed at or I like being laughed with. I don't like being laughed at."
"Aw, poor ickle Leo."
"So, what happened?" Chiron asked gently.
"I was following some of Archimedes' plans and the thing I was making blew up in my face. Next thing I knew, I'm a titch."
"You always were a titch."
"Jason!" Several people protested.
"What?" He smiled.
"Mr. Praetor told a joke? Wow…" Louisa shook her head.
"As Octavian would say, you Greeks are infectious."
"He called us that?" The Romans present nodded. Louisa frowned. "I need stern words with that brat."
"Louisa, calm yourself and focus on the problem at hand." Chiron advised kindly, yet sternly.
"Yeah, Lou!" Leo added, folding his arms and hunching his shoulders. "Somebody get me a coffee."
"In a thimble?" Hazel asked, smiling easily. Snickers went around. Even Chiron smiled.
"If I have to, yeah." Leo smirked. "And bring me something to eat as well."