Leo stiffens up
Leo: Oh-um it's...fine...
Cyrus seems a little annoyed, crossing his arms
Cyrus: You know this guy...?
Leo: Um-yeah, we met...yesterday-can you...let go of me, please...?
He looks up at Dmitri, glasses slipping down his nose
Cyrus glares back at him
Cyrus: Cyrus.
He looks back at Leo
Cyrus: Yeah, we really should go-Mitch is gonna kill us if we're late again...
Leo: Y-yeah...bye Dmitri...
They start to walk away. Cyrus glances back over his shoulder at Dmitri and glares at him, before turning back and slinging his arm around Leo's shoulders, friendly but protective