Leon let Michi take his hand, even as he swallowed a little. He didn't want to deal with tears. If he'd wanted to sit with people in tears, he would have gone to the stupid service, right?

"....You guys want to come in?" He said a bit numbly, waving them into the room with the bottle of rum. "Want a drink?" After all, what else did someone say to teary-eyed women? "I don't have cups." Which was a lie, he did. But it seemed too much work to go digging them out in moments like this.