Leon too altered toward the knock of the door, but was a marginally more collected than Haru. Leon had questions, but decided to keep silent as there was a great deal of anticipation and joy radiating from the other male in the adequate room. Nodding, Leon just lay back down to allow his mind to wander and his eyes to flutter until he finally dozed off for a small duration of time. Only a half hour passed before Leon awoke, but he wiped a sweaty forehead with the back of his hand. Panting, he shook his head to clear his mind as the vivid dreams of the dark past he was forced to relive every night were still burning in his brain. Sighing, Leon kicked himself off the bed and rummaged through the small chest at the foot of his bed. Within, he found a new set of fresh clothes. Leon preferred his own garbs, but when dinner arrived, he wanted to be presentable. Another audible sigh pushed through his throat, "I wonder if they have a training room here," Leon wondered aloud again, before standing to turn and head out the door.
As he made his way about the various halls and pathways of the geisha complex, the white warrior began to wonder if this place was some sort of fortress. Though he noticed no guards posted or on duty, Leon began to question the security of the establishment. Continuing his search for some sort of location in which he would be permitted to train his skills, Leon found himself a little lost. The White Emperor was new to this outfit, so being lost was something he should have expected, right? Apart from that, he didn't understand Japanese, so it wasn't like he could just start up a conversation with just anyone, unless they all spoke English, nor could he read any signs, provided there were any in the first place. It was another half hour before he gave up and just sat on a bench, deciding he would wait for someone to happen upon him and hopefully they could direct him to the right place.