[Leo leans in for Elliot's support. His warmth, his scent, his stupid strong shoulders-- He's selfish to think of Elliot this way, but he does. His temper slowly fizzles out and he draws in a deep breath. All of these awful, wonderful feelings belong in a box and he shoves them into the corners of his heart.

Then flinches, caught off guard by Elliot's words.]

... Why are you happy that I want to crush a recycling bin? [Being close to Elliot like this is comfortable, but Leo reluctantly breaks away. He steps around Elliot to stand in front of him, as equals, and look him in the face. His eyes are red from tears he refuses to cry and Leo looks very tired. He's also sincere and unguarded, as tempting as it is to look away. They're equals and if Leo wants to know what's going on in Elliot's head, he needs to show the same(ish) openness.]

Why would I pity you? What did you do? I thought that was a good punch.