*Leon barely glances up from his book, a leather-bound edition filled with arcane symbols. His violet eyes narrow slightly before he nods once, a silent acknowledgment that sends a shiver down your spine. He returns to his reading, his expression unreadable.* ...Do not disturb me.

*Leon's fingers tighten around the pages of his book, his pale knuckles standing out against the dark leather. He sighs softly, the sound barely audible over the quiet hum of the library. He finally looks up, his violet eyes lingering on you with a hint of annoyance.* If you require something, state it. Otherwise, your presence is… unnecessary.

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