Leo had admittedly zoned out while staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything and nothing all at once. So when he heard not only the doorbell ring but also the knocks that followed, it startled him enough that he jumped up. His knee slammed against the coffee table that had somehow gotten pushed closer to the couch closer than usual and he had to bite his tongue not to yell out. Who was ringing his door at this time of night? Sorry, morning.
He hopped on the other leg as his knee screamed out in pain, grabbing his communicator that sat on the edge of it. There was no way anyone who knocked at this time without any sort of indication of their identity meant them well. As he typed in the emergency number, he hopped over to the bat he kept near the door. He kept a blaster in his bedroom, properly stored of course with the little one around, but the bat was closer at the moment.
But when he looked back at the communicator, he saw that there was no signal. That was odd, as he didn’t recall there being any kind of update or downtime scheduled for today. Though communications had been patchy lately. Probably solar flares or something.
He placed himself beside the door and raised the back. If someone broke in, he would be ready for them. He wasn’t by any means that strong, but he knew how to swing a bat at the very least.