"That's Leeron," Yoko said, unperturbed by his behavior as she slung her rifle over her shoulder, even as Leeron seemed to faun over the Mettaur as he examined him.
Suddenly, R.D. wasn't quite so sure Hugo would get along great with Leeron.
"Leeron, leave them alone," the serious-looking boy said, pulling the man aside. "They're probably tired from their battle."
"Even if he doesn't look like it, he's brilliant," Yoko explained to them. "Creating weapons, performing maintenance... he does all of it."
"Him?" R.D. said, looking skeptical.
"Oh, is it weird?"
And found the man leaning on his shoulder, very much in his personal space. He leaned back in surprised, very uncomfortable with the contact, as the man was making a suggestive wiggling with his fingers, apparently oblivious to the growing dismay on the amnesiac teen's face. "In that case, how about testing the skills of my fingers?" Eyes narrowed imperceptibly. "You never know, you might like it."
That was all R.D. could take. Within a moment, he was several paces away from Leeron, reaching for his sword. "I'll cut you," he growled.
Kamina looked sympathetic for R.D., while Yoko seemed amused, like she had seen it all before.
Even as Alasea hurriedly got R.D. to stand down, Leeron simply laughed it off with a gesture of his hands. "Guys with no sense of humor are never popular."
Alasea sighed as R.D. grumbled and stowed his Phase Blade away. This group seemed even more eccentric than their own... now she had seen everything.