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?"
Neymar uses a lot of melodramatic pauses and emphasis on words to inform Leo that he is, in fact, on the opposite side of town from his abuela's house, and that he needs to get back as quickly as possible.
"Well, I can't go right now." Leo states.
"Why not?"
"It's started raining, idiot. Pretty heavily, in case you haven't noticed. I'll wait until it passes."
"Oh." Neymar says, glancing outside the little area. He's (miraculously) quiet for a while, looking thoughtful and glancing at the time on Leo's watch.
"Actually." He says after a while. "You can't go back."
"What?"
"Not now. It's gotten too late."
"It's fine, I can walk back-"
"No, you can't." Neymar insists firmly. "Can't go walking around at this time of night around here, especially not in this weather."
"But-"
"You can't, man."
"I don't see why-"