Bab 384: Don't be too pessimistic

Zolan went around looking for Leon and found him hiding out in the castle's library. 

The man was sitting on the floor, his back against a shelf and his arms were stretched out with his wrists resting on his knees. He looked like a devastated mess with his head hanging down. 

Sighing, Zolan lowered himself to the ground and sat next to him, leaning his head back against the same shelf. 

"You look like something that the cat dragged in." Zolan joked and smiled wryly at Leon. "I have never thought I would one day find the oh-so-well-behaved Leon looking like this." He commented, turning his head to look over at the morose looking man. 

"I'm fine." Leon replied without making a single move, his voice was flat and devoid of emotion. He did not even spare Zolan a glance. 

"Well, you clearly don't look fine at all. You look like shit, in fact." Zolan very generously described Leon's state in no uncertain terms.