[It's later on Tuesday that the barrel in the back room moves, and Leon climbs out of it with a little difficulty. He's being a little careful on his feet after regaining some height (along with some other more important things), but he wanted to get rid of some of the toys he'd managed to accumulate over the week.
So he lugs over his bag and starts sorting out the yo-yos, Rubik's cubes, and other things he'd had, putting them among the games and books on the large shelves along the wall.
...He's aware he's not the only person in the room. But his bag's kinda clunky and demanding his attention at the moment.]
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So he lugs over his bag and starts sorting out the yo-yos, Rubik's cubes, and other things he'd had, putting them among the games and books on the large shelves along the wall.
...He's aware he's not the only person in the room. But his bag's kinda clunky and demanding his attention at the moment.]