[ it rarely pays off to explain what he does, what he can do, and what he will accomplish once he's out of the school--- but he doesn't really want to leave it. not just yet. his own motivations are selfish and meant to assist with some kind of self-reflection, but leona would rather break the mirror and go curl up in bed instead. escape the future by trying to ignore what awaits him in a year or two.

the hell is singing going to do other than annoy him? there's no obvious magical energy on hiyori's person. nothing inherently of that sort, something that leona can generally sniff out a mile away. then again, the way this place suppresses some of his more deadlier magics, he wouldn't be surprised if he was getting fooled...

...

better not risk it. at least, not until he knows more. ]

Nothin' about this place is ever gonna get completely clean.

[ the beastman huffs. he really should go look for a change of clothes or something--- not that he doesn't mind walking around like this but. you know. modesty or something. for people who actually care. or find someone who appreciates his body??? one of those two things. ]

But ya do whatever ya think is gonna work. Not gonna wait 'round for ya in the meantime.

[ standing up, he again exposes his... full self. no point in covering up anything that shows before he heads towards the double doors at the end of the room. ]

Enjoy your breakfast. Just be careful 'bout what might be in it.