Darin's approach is a welcome interruption - Leon's been working half the morning, and has little to show for it besides an incipient headache and an intermittent glow around his fingers that may or may not just be wishful thinking. Or rather, it starts off as a welcome interruption. His polite smile of greeting falters at the request, and he squints at the other man in wary bafflement.

"What." It's flat enough to be closer to a statement than a question. "Did someone tell you that you had to get your ass kicked to activate your magic or something? Because if they did, I'm pretty sure they're just hazing the new guy."