...and I can't.

Leo's eyes grow a little dim as Ryan speaks, as if hardening against the hurt he still felt. Some days he could easily forget the past, and others it seemed just like yesterday. How he wished he could turn back time and make different decisions than he had.

Lowering his head, he looks at a nearby puddle that rippled as raindrops pelted it. No, he couldn't help the way he felt. He did feel like Ryan had walked on him, and yes, it was crappy to say the least. But he hated not talking too. He hated coming in to work just to face the tension in the air. He knew the other guys felt it too, but no one had been bold enough to say anything. So they just went on with their days as if everything was fine. But it wasn't.

After a long pause, Leo finally speaks again. His tone was quiet... subdued... so unlike himself. "I'm sorry too... I'm sorry that I just can't seem to let you go." Looking up, he purses his lips grimly, finally having voiced what he was really feeling. He shrugs lamely. "Maybe I hate myself for not being able to let go, more than I hate this stupid tension between us. I guess that's what a guy gets though, for jumping without looking first though, huh?" His words weren't angry, just defeated.

Reaching out a hand, he catches some raindrops, letting them roll through his palm, then plummet to the ground, now marred by the grime and grease they took with them. But it wasn't enough. Though he was known for being a bit quirky, his next move is odd even for him.

Stepping out into the rain, he stretches his arms to the side and tilts his head back to feel the rain beat against his face.

"Leo!" Ron calls from inside. "What on earth are you doing?"

Jed turns around, his eyes widening. "You crazy?"

Leo ignores them and just lets the cool rain wash over him. Eventually, he straightens, letting his arms fall as he looks back at Ryan, now gazing at her through a veil of rain. "I wanna yell at you... and I can't."