Leonid had been more or less enjoying himself though he was a little hyper aware about the presence of certain individuals. Ever since his encounter with Emrys Selwyn he had been realizing that some interactions here and there might have been a little more than what he initially had thought they were.

He had gone off to the loo and was returning to where the party was when he came across Daphnel. His mind harkened back to that hospital visit. Had that brushing of the knuckles been a flirt or just a healer checking his handiwork? That had not been the only thing about that visit that had him pondering though. He wished he could just ask but he didn't know how that might go. What if he was wrong and he ended up just messing up a friendship when there was no need to?

"That sounds more like a demand than a request," he said teasingly as he fell into step beside Victor. "Maybe we should just hole ourselves up in there and have the wine to ourselves." He was joking of course.