Something about the way he moves is endearing. Graceful. Leo is drawn closer, because he doesn't want to miss a clue, if one shows up. He nods, eager for the confirmation. It's somehow a relief. "You're right, I think. I don't remember for sure. I'm sorry. I know my name's Leonardo." It's maybe the one thing he can confirm, for sure. But he wants this boy to know it too.