Another day, another mysterious bar appearing out of nowhere. Leo is acquainted with Milliways and its lurking habits. He doesn't even bother calling Zanna; it'd take her too long to come over, and they get doors fairly regularly, so he just goes in and gets some absinthe with crushed cochineal. (Demonic tastes make for very odd mixed drinks.)
"Oh, yeah, Kiri'll put you in a guest room. We're in the big estate now, lots of room. How do you feel about letting her mind-read you?"
"My thoughts might be a bit cloudy on account of shadowbrain, and, uh, they might be more unpleasant than she's used to because of apocalyptic hellworld, but she's welcome to go for it, I may have mentioned that I'm not one of those 'unimpeachable sanctity of the mind' types."
"Cool, that will make her more inclined to be okay with you bringing in otherworldly magic."
"This is going to be less 'what is this man capable of' and more 'what is this man planning to do in my nice shiny kingdom', right? Because it's not exactly unheard of for me to do unpleasant things with my alien magic, but I'm willing to play nice in your sister's shiny kingdom because I suspect she could turn me into a greasy stain on the floor."
"I think I've mentioned Kiri doesn't approve of murder? She isn't going to, like, squish you in revenge for whatever unpleasantness. If you behave while you're visiting."
"I wasn't saying revenge, It's about- her being okay with me. Her squishing me is just a background possibility."
"...I can't promise she'll like you on, like, a personal level."
"What? No, I just didn't want to get you in any shit. I guarantee your sister will not like me, and I can't promise I won't be kind of delighted by it. She kind of reminds me of Zanna, it'd be funny."
"She will definitely not like reminding you of your murder friend. But no, I'll be fine, me and Kiri are good, she'd be way more upset if I didn't try to bring her any magic."
"In that case... want to go home? Or would you rather wait for the gay to wear off, or something, that sounds potentially awkward."
"I don't mind encountering Kiri while still gay," says Aleko. He reaches for his clothes and starts putting them on.
Leo does the same, after inducing his surroundings to stop containing sticky and licorice-scented substances.
"So the door just - will let you follow me out?"
"Yep! You'll have to hold it, but I can come through. You could do the same for a jaunt into Apocalyptic Hellworld if you liked, but I'm going to go out on a limb and say you don't."
Once they are all clothed, back down the stairs they go. Hello, door. Aleko holds it open.
Leo winds up with an actual shopping cart full of books, various herbs, shiny rocks, et cetera and so on. "Okay, now with the door."
Leo trundles his shopping through the door.
"Nice place," he notes.
"Yep. Sooo - if I just close the door and then open it again, library?"
"Kiri! Kiri!" And then the rest of his utterance is gibberish.
Oh yeah.
Leo rolls his eyes, rummages through his shopping until he comes up with a pearl, dips it into a bottle with an eye-watering alcoholic scent, intones at it for a bit, and pops it under his tongue. "Testing, one two three. Translation is back online?"
His right ear begins filling with smoking black fluid. He shoves a tissue in it irritably.
And then he takes off at a bit of a run towards the correct section of library.
Leo follows at a more sedate pace, bringing along his shopping and wiping away occasional further trickles of unpleasant magic-related fluids.
"Hello, Leo."