Solitary confinement Leonce could do. He had isolated himself since the death of his mother and that was much longer than a simple week. He would survive. A quick scan across the room gave him some confidence in his new comrades as well. Few of them seemed overly concerned for what was to come, though there was an air of worry in the room. Part of what was to come, Leonce figured as the doctor unveiled some snacks and drinks to which the white-haired boy took advantage of. The doctor went on describing what was to come until an interruption made it clear that things were not meant to last, at least here. They'd be abandoning their fortress which meant that a force much greater than they were able to fend off was coming. "Swell," Leonce sighed, hearing the audible hissing as the white-haired boy's metallic claws punctured the soda can that was now pooling at his feet. Leonce made his way over to the food cabinet.

"Hey," he said softly as he stepped in the pool of sticky liquid and began to root through the cabinet, pulling out a bottle of water, "I don't know what's happened between you and the Cruxi, but you're gonna have to store away those emotions. They'll get you killed out there." Leonce took a quick look at him, noticing the eyes, the sharp blue eyes that had a subtle ferocity in them, a growing rage abated by whatever self control the boy had. Leonce almost began to say something when he bit his lip. He'd talk to him about it later, just in case he was wrong. He didn't want to go around accusing his partners of being infatuated with the idea of killing Cruxi. It wasn't a healthy mindset, but it wasn't any of his business if they thought that way. Not yet, anyway.

"Hey, Doc," Leo directed at Lorenzo, his eyes quickly darting from the doctor to the other kids who had very mixed feelings about the news they had just been told, "The girl isn't exactly wrong. Some practical training might do us a world of good. There any chance we can suit up and deal with some of the Cruxi before we retreat?" Leonce looked toward the others, sure that some of them strongly disagreed with what the military girl said and he agreed on, an inkling of concern beginning to grow in the back of his mind. He'd have to depend on these people to help keep him alive soon and right now he doubted they'd consider giving him directions, let alone risk taking a bullet for him. "If possible, sir," Leonce turned and spoke to the doctor once again, "I'd be willing to volunteer to jump into a framework and test my mettle. I know a little bit about frameworks from my late mother. Maybe I'll be able to pilot one." Lorenzo had said they were absolutely expendable, so perhaps he'd be willing to throw anyone dumb enough to volunteer at the Cruxi. Worst thing that could happen would be death, something that wasn't too bad given the circumstances.