He ignores the girl who'd escaped from his class, unconcerned with her afflictions toward him. Though, it may've been easier if she'd have come after him instead, then he could have demonstrated how to get over her little fit. He could sense what it was she was going through before she burst out of the academy. Young vampires were far too easy to read, his experience may even be too high for this bunch. Sighing, he wanted to get on with the class.
"Alright, listen up.. This is the Combat Arts class. Basically, I'm going to be the-" he paused looking at the sleeping lycan. Smirking, he turned his attention to the small woman who had sat in the middle. Pointing her out, he called upon her. "You, wake up sleeping beauty. I'll just demonstrate what my class is all about," Leon told them, "Besides, that's how the rest of this year's class is going to be.. A hands-on experience."
"Oh, and by the way.. The name's Leon," he finally said, awaiting the young punk who was sleeping to come down to the large, open floor between himself and the seats.