[Leo closes his own eyes. His memories are still a little fresh, but they are starting to fade a little, as memories from Luceti take their own places in his mind. The sights, the smells, the tastes. He could get used to this, hell he is getting used to this, more than he'll admit to himself.]

Running the rooftops at night. Not even because of trouble or training. Just for the fun of it. [Just to blow off steam or energy, or even to get some fresh air.]

Or just racing our way through the sewer tunnels on our scooter, and bike. [Acting like teenagers, instead of serious ninjas. This seemed so general, but Leo has the feeling Don's not asking for specific stuff.]