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He blinked, her enthusiasm was still something he needed to get used to, though he still managed to smile.

"Ice cream sounds good," He said with a slight nod. "Rhett's always going on about it, and I normally can't eat it, so there's no better time for it. I'm sure there's an ice cream place around here somewhere..."

He stood up, still breaking off blocks of chocolate to eat all the while. Somewhere in the back of his brain he wondered how his stomach was going to handle all this once he reverted back into a NEK0, but, well, Mal didn't seem to think there were any concerns, so he had to trust her on that for the moment.

"So, uh...what was your home like, aside from the heat?" He asked as he looked around for their next stop.

"I see..."

Leo seemed to watch her closely as she spoke, and it was at least obvious to him that she didn't want to elaborate much further on home. He'd done enough deflecting and excusing whenever someone he didn't know asked him about his pre-island life, so he had an idea of what that looked like. He thought it best not to pry.

"I like it here too." He said. "It's...nice to have so much freedom, I'm not used to having so much independence."