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Leon's ears remained perked forward at Amy, unsure of what he just agreed to. He was nervous, but she sure as hell didn't look psychotic(besides having a "slave"), so what was the worst that could happen? She didn't look like she'd send him out to kill someone's grandma or go drown a kitten. He gave an obviously more confident nod of his had at her and listened as she spoke again. "Aight, I can do that. I don't promise lightly." If he didn't mean something, he wouldn't dare promise. A promise was a promise; it was another serious part of his moral code that he never, ever broke.
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"Ready." He waited a little eagerly to see what he'd have to repeat as his vow to maintain a promise as payment to her, and he was incredibly eager to get his critters. Oh man, was he excited. He grinned at her, a little more sure of the situation and himself now, shifting weight from one let to the other and putting his fingers into his pockets, tilting his head to the side a little while keeping his bright silver gaze on the blonde dog.