Leon was busy unpacking his things. He did it quietly, like he seemed to do most things, and I wondered if he had always been like that or if the incident with his famiglia had changed his personality.
I rocked back and forth on my feet, wondering if he would mind if I came in. His back was to me, and just as I was about to open my mouth to announce myself he spoke.
"You can come in if you like signorina Maria."
His voice was soft, and gentle and it made my face feel warm. I half skipped to his side, leaning over a bit so that I could see his face.
He seemed cool and collected, though his eyes told the truth of how he was feeling.
"Hey Leon?"
Those coal black eyes flickered over to meet my muddy brown ones, his attention fully focused on me.
"How did you know it was me?"
He went back to unpacking his few belongings, "My father was the world's greatest hitman."
I blinked at him, and then moved out of his way so that he could approach his armoire once more, "Oh."
"Leon?"
Coal black eyes focused on me once more, "Are you gonna be a hitman too?"
His eyes shifted to the floor and silence enveloped us once again, "I am not sure."