Much to Leon's chagrin, he's got awkwardness in spades, and proceeds to demonstrate as much by visibly flustering at the compliment momentarily before managing to get his composure back. He thinks about the offer, his kneejerk instinct to politely refuse, but his conversation with Angel is still sitting at the back of his mind. It's not like he's doing anything else right now. Why not hang out with someone new? It doesn't have to go anywhere.

"Yeah, sure," he says, rising to his feet and making his way over. As always he's got a pretty bad case of resting bitchface, but he makes an effort to ease up a bit, at least. "I'm Leon. You another one of the new arrivals?"