Not being a man of subtlety as he is, any implication to that weighty pause or to Luis's choice of words goes absolutely flying over Leon's head, whether fortunately or unfortunately. Regardless, it's not necessarily the most important part here, and he nods in understanding of the rest of it, at least.

"Right. It's hard to read her profile, but from what I could tell it ends with something like 'I just wanted us to be okay, let us out' or something like that. Looks like that didn't exactly go as planned." He sighs, staring out the kitchen window at the starlit prairie that wasn't there yesterday. "That's probably a good plan. If there's another ritual. Wouldn't want to wind up with another escape attempt where someone just winds up taking her place as the maitre d'. Who knows what would happen to her?"

Or to the rest of them, for that matter. Sounds like a vicious cycle if there ever was one.