Ahhh, really?! I didn't have any o' you guys with me . . . Trucy's dad said we all got split up by those shitty spirits or whatever—but forget that! They got us outta there!

[There's so much to address and say and think about and Leon doesn't know where to start; he's still high on not being dead. Part of him doesn't even want to think about any of it at all. He's got no idea where to direct his energy right now, just letting Naegi look him over and then reaching out to pat at his shoulder, as if testing to see if he's going to break in half or something if he's jostled.]

That fire dog thing took my group down into a friggin' volcano! Without food or anything . . . can you believe it? We were about to die down there! Where'd you guys go?

[Okay, that part's not so cheerful.]