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After I put a few things on my plate, I looked for a place to sit. Everyone seemed to be moving at a much slower pace than they had at breakfast. People weren't constantly getting up and sitting down. They were actually talking and savouring their food.
"This way," Leonardo whispered in my ear, making me jump again. I wished he'd stop getting so close so suddenly, but I wasn't sure how to ask without seeming rude. His hand found the small of my back again and steered me to an empty table, letting go to pull out a chair in front of me before sitting in his own.
I paused for a second, remembering that a too-empty table was a threat.
It's okay, he's out, it's safe.
Slowly and haltingly, I took a seat, carefully placing my plate in front of me. I hadn't put much on my plate, I wasn't
