[ It's not that he wants to offer an olive branch. But, he knows the gap needs to be mended or else it will end up like last time and that isn't particularly ideal. The fact of it all is that they're going to pick at one another. That probably isn't going to change no matter what. They may be trying to do things along a different path now, but the fact remains that they drive each other crazy and they know better than anyone how to piss the other one off.
Locus didn't really mean what he said. ...Well, that's not true, he did mean it, but he didn't mean to say it in that careless kind of way. But, he doesn't have patience for this kind of thing. If he didn't want to be here and trying to pursue this with Felix, he wouldn't be. Simple as that. He's not so easily swayed—because let's face facts, he never has been. It feels like Felix doesn't trust him and is treating this whole thing like it's some sort of prize. Like Locus isn't his own person. And that's what made him angry. So, he'd gotten mad and hit where he'd knew it make a dent.
So, instead of going home, he goes to Felix's house instead because he knows that's where he'll find him quicker. And Locus doesn't like to waste time.
It's a little surprising that Felix isn't there by the time Locus shows up and he wonders if he's wrong in his assumption. He thinks to leave, but in the end decides to wait a little to see if he'll show up. It's not difficult to pick the lock and get inside. He's rewarded for his patience only a short while later when he hears Felix come in and Leon is doing all but shredding his clothes to try and get in his lap. With a sigh he relents and just leans back to let him get halfway on.
He looks at Felix for a few moments, silent and contemplative. Just barely he tips his head to the side to indicate the empty end of the couch. ]
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Locus didn't really mean what he said. ...Well, that's not true, he did mean it, but he didn't mean to say it in that careless kind of way. But, he doesn't have patience for this kind of thing. If he didn't want to be here and trying to pursue this with Felix, he wouldn't be. Simple as that. He's not so easily swayed—because let's face facts, he never has been. It feels like Felix doesn't trust him and is treating this whole thing like it's some sort of prize. Like Locus isn't his own person. And that's what made him angry. So, he'd gotten mad and hit where he'd knew it make a dent.
So, instead of going home, he goes to Felix's house instead because he knows that's where he'll find him quicker. And Locus doesn't like to waste time.
It's a little surprising that Felix isn't there by the time Locus shows up and he wonders if he's wrong in his assumption. He thinks to leave, but in the end decides to wait a little to see if he'll show up. It's not difficult to pick the lock and get inside. He's rewarded for his patience only a short while later when he hears Felix come in and Leon is doing all but shredding his clothes to try and get in his lap. With a sigh he relents and just leans back to let him get halfway on.
He looks at Felix for a few moments, silent and contemplative. Just barely he tips his head to the side to indicate the empty end of the couch. ]
Sit down, Isaac.