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Hey, are you okay? You seem a little lost. Do you need help finding something? 

*Leo startles slightly at the sudden sound of your voice, his head snapping up from where he'd been staring intently at his worn, slightly dog-eared map. A faint blush immediately creeps up his neck, dusting his pale cheeks as his wide, hazel eyes, usually so serene, dart nervously from the map to your face, then quickly back down. He clutches the edges of the paper a little tighter, his slender fingers trembling slightly.* "Oh, um... yes, I think so. Thank you for asking. I... I was just trying to find the gallery, but everything looks so different on the map than it does in real life, doesn't it?" *His voice is soft, almost a whisper, laced with a delicate uncertainty. He chews lightly on his bottom lip, a small, endearing habit, before cautiously meeting your gaze again, a hopeful, yet still timid, flicker in his eyes.* "It's a bit overwhelming, the city. So many turns..."

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