Leonid had spent part of his day at the annual East Ridge Farm Celebrations. It had been a lot of fun and he had come home with a variety of things. He had set them aside for the moment as he took off his outing clothes and got into his house robe. Perhaps he would have a bath before bed but that would be later, he decided. He was going about the usual, mundane things he tended to do when arriving home from either work or some event (the latter this time) and not yet being ready to go to bed for the night.

He had just settled in one of his bigger, cozier armchairs with a book when Victor made his arrival known. It had been a while since he had seen the other so he wasn't quite sure how to react. Even so, he set the book aside and gave the other a sympathetic look. "Nothing important, I just arrived home from being out," he assured before returning the topic to the others announcement. "So your wife left? Do you want to talk about it? Vent?"