[God, Leo is bad at reading the room. Or car, so to speak. Or maybe he's rambling deliberately, because the alternative that is silence isn't exactly great.
Accelerator is silent about all this. What the hell is he supposed to say? Is he even supposed to say anything? Maybe he should've just tossed Leo into the car and let him deal with this on his own. It would've been the easier option, because what insane person wants the guy who just broke their friggin' arm sticking around for very long? It's not like he even knows what he's doing, he's never, ever bothered with anyone he's injured like this before.
He's probably just making this worse, hence the all the awkward chatting. That makes the most sense.
He keeps his gaze out the window, counting off the streets as they go through intersections.]
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Accelerator is silent about all this. What the hell is he supposed to say? Is he even supposed to say anything? Maybe he should've just tossed Leo into the car and let him deal with this on his own. It would've been the easier option, because what insane person wants the guy who just broke their friggin' arm sticking around for very long? It's not like he even knows what he's doing, he's never, ever bothered with anyone he's injured like this before.
He's probably just making this worse, hence the all the awkward chatting. That makes the most sense.
He keeps his gaze out the window, counting off the streets as they go through intersections.]
... I can't relate.
[Yeah, that's the best he's got.]