Fickle

[Jean]

"Since when does Baz like anyone but you?" She paused to take another drag. "And since when do you care about anything, including what Baz likes."

[Leo]

He felt like cutting her off with some witty answer. But instead he calmed down and tried to make up his mind, defining what he might have felt at the time.
"Bazz was pissed off at me... Perhaps I didn't want to piss him off even more by hurt one of his few friends...?"

[Jean]

"Conning one of his few friends into thinking she has a shot with you is probably not gonna help." Once again he got a heavy sigh. "Girls eat that "I don't want to hurt you" crap up. How about you just apologize to Baz for being an ass instead?"

[Leo]

Leo played nervously with his hair at first then started running his nails thru it, quite frustrated.
"Women are so..." he then decided to cut that part out since he couldn't apply it to every woman and since Jean was after all a woman.
"I tried" he just said with an utterly pathetic voice.
"I don't know what Bazz wants with me any more...if he's forgiven me or what ever" he just said, because really, he couldn't read Bazz, at all.

[Jean]

"If he won't tell you, there's not much you can do about it. But either do the girl or tell her the truth if you want to treat her fairly." She shrugged and looked away. "Not that I care. Use her, break her heart, do what you want. But don't claim it's for her own sake."

[Leo]

The truth was that he needed her when the others weren't around...didn't want him around...fuck...
"Maybe I just felt lonely..." he said with a sighed and lowered his face, resting his hands upon it with his knees high in front of him, caged and hiding at the same time. Pondering on why they had come for him.
"Why did you come here?" He said in a low voice

[Jean]

"If you want her to help you not feel lonely, maybe you shouldn't run from her." Jean continued to look away, sincerely hoping he wasn't going to try and get all touchy feely on her. "Baz asked me to." She answered, Leo couldn't very well have expected a more in depth answer than that.

[Leo]

"But if I stay she goes..." he couldn't even find words to describe it.
"You know...You saw it..." he gesticulated for a while but then gave up.
Her answer didn't say much, though it at least made her appearing less dramatic. He just sighed.

[Jean]

"Then tell her to leave, that's the normal reaction when you are in your own home." Rather than leaving your home to some random stranger and then find a new one..

[Leo]

"She had nowhere else to go...and I needed to get away" he said, like it was the most apparent thing one could ever do.

[Balthazar]

Balthazar watched as Isola put back the bottle and then turned his head towards where Jean and Leo had gone, and wondered what they were talking about. He then turned his head straight again and slid down on the sofa.
"Did it help?"
He asked Isola.

[Isola]

"No, not really."
Isola looked up and shrugged. She was also thinking about what Jean and Leo talked about, Isola got more nervous and wondered what she would say to Leo when he came out again, if she still were around when he came out..

[Balthazar]

"Too bad."
He mumbled, leaned forward and stared down at the floor, again wondering why he was there. He might actually kill Jean. And himself for caring too much.
He sighed and leaned back again.

[Isola]

"I'm sorry.. It helped a little, but I' just really tired and nervous.."
she sighed and scrathed her head.
It felt like everything she said and did was wrong, Isola was worried about Alan and she hadn't slept well for days, she had been walking all day and had huge blisters on her feet, and now this.
Isola placed her hand on Balthazars and added.
"Are you okay?"

[Balthazar]

Balthazar looked at her a bit confused.
"Yeah, sure, I'm okay."
He was mostly worried about Leo, although he felt like he shouldn't be, really.