It's a helpful breakdown of the state of things, and Leo listens even if it looks a bit like he isn't, spinning his silverware, still wrapped in a napkin, around in circles on the table.

"Little Love is in Kansas, right? That's where I fell out of the sky."

Disoriented and injured as he was, he doesn't remember a lot of it. Just someone hauling him off and dumping him in front of a healer who kept him bleeding from death.

From what Six is saying, he should avoid Excelsior, but staying in Central City might be dangerous, too. Sunset Falls sounds like an option, but he's heard some stuff about that place that makes him not sure he wants to go there, either.

Kansas, though? Sounds terrible.

"I was told I should find a way to disguise myself, and that the Alliance could do that if I want to join up. But I don't know... Seems pretty species-ist to tell me to look human, if you ask me."