Neymar takes Leo to a small undercover area consisting of tarp strung over four wood poles, and he's silent for a while, carefully watching the people passing by.
"Neymar, what-"
Neymar finally turns to face him, eyes flashing green in the near dark.
"You know how far from home you are, right?"
"Uh. I guess-"
"And you know that this part of town isn't for people like you?"
Leo gets annoyed at this. "What do you mean, people like me? What-"
Neymar frowns at him, taking a step closer to be heard properly. He shakes his head.
"I mean, it's dangerous for you to be here, you-"
"Which movie did you steal that line from?" Leo chortles, shoving him lightly.
"Leo- don't- it's not funny!" He whines childishly, glaring at him slightly and only persuading Leo to laugh harder. Neymar stands there and glowers while waiting for him to stop.
"Are you done? Yeah, thanks, dickhead."
"Yeah, yeah, sorry. What were you going to say?"