[Luis laughs, a small, disbelieving bark of a thing, too much energy with nowhere to go to realize how gentle a thing it is that Leon just admitted.]

Me? What more could he do to me? It's you that I'm worried about, he seemed to have something personal out for you.

[His voice softens with a quiet sigh.]

The worst thing to me now is if anything happened to you.

I mean- [He sounds like he surprised himself by admitting that out loud.] -you're my friend. Of course I'm going to worry about you.