No, no. I'm fine. [ making his way into the kitchen, he's able to put down the bag and cups down, all while keeping an eye on the many tentacles that cover a lot of the floor space. he can't imagine stepping on one arm, let alone a bunch at a time, and that keeps him as alert as possible. and for a moment, he stares quietly at them all, almost counting them in his head before realizing how rude it must be to stare.

both ears perk up in realization, tail doing the same motion. ]

Oh. I am sorry, I... [ lifting one Styrofoam container out of the bag, Leon opens it to ensure all of its contents are safe before removing a few more small containers. ] ... mini-muffins. Blueberry and chocolate chip. They're bite-size/

[ then he gestures to the cups. ]

Black tea and herbal tea. I brought sugar, milk, and lemon. I just wanted to make sure you had some options...