Leon had been looking for Rowan, in the same half-assed way he looked for most people. When she wasn't in any of the common rooms people gathered around the dorm, or her room, he'd decided to dress and head out to at least pretend to study. But he headed out of the dorm, lo and behold the person he was looking for came walking in.

Looking thin and tired. Huh.

"You look like you need sleep," he commented a bit drily as he came up to her and stopped. He'd never have admitted it to anyone, not even Rowan, but he'd been following the whole 'missing parents' ordeal since he caught wind. It seemed almost ridiculous that people had gone missing like that and a week passed before anyone in authority decided something was weird about it. For that matter, given all the strange events of the last year, he figured it should have triggered alarms right away.

And high school bullshit aside, he didn't have much else to do than to look into strange events happening around New Orleans. So far he'd concluded that whatever was going on, the women were the important link. The men in the search party had been left behind, in the same state as Bekka and Mack's fathers had been. To him it seemed logical to assume that the women would be found better condition, at least until proven otherwise.

So then the question came down to 'why'. Was it a ritual? He was leaning toward something to do with voodoo rituals at the moment, not that it brought much comfort. His original theory had been that creatures plaguing the campus were involved, but that didn't seem to be the case. Perhaps, instead, the creature of the creatures was involved? A logical jump, but still one he wasn't sure he'd ever go on record saying.

"How are you holding up?" He asked, a bit more concern leaking into his voice than he'd normally have allowed.