[ Having her look at him like that... it brings out a shyness he hadn't expected. Leo knows he isn't much to look at, scrawny and not half as masculine as some of the other guys in camp, like Percy or Jason. Compared to them, he's nothing special, and some days he's curious about why Natalie even bothers with him.
But over the years, he's gotten fairly used to hiding his discomfort behind a grin, and with Nat moving, he has the best possible distraction before him. Sitting on the table gives her a height advantage over him, something that Leo always thought he'd find mildly irritating, as short as he is, but surprisingly, he actually doesn't mind. In fact, he kind of likes it. He goes to join her, letting his eyes sweep over her again as his hands settle on her legs. ]
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But over the years, he's gotten fairly used to hiding his discomfort behind a grin, and with Nat moving, he has the best possible distraction before him. Sitting on the table gives her a height advantage over him, something that Leo always thought he'd find mildly irritating, as short as he is, but surprisingly, he actually doesn't mind. In fact, he kind of likes it. He goes to join her, letting his eyes sweep over her again as his hands settle on her legs. ]