"That makes sense." Leo snuggles up to him. "I'm your thing so it would really be more like masturbation anyway."

"— no, you're a person, it would not be more like masturbation." 

Leo can and should be snuggled. 

"I'm not like really a person. I'm property."

"...whether you're a person or not," because oh god is he not equipped to have this conversation, "the experience would be like sex and not like masturbation." 

"Okay." Leo wiggles. "I love you."

"...I love you too." 

Leo bounces from excitement. 

Sasha's really, really glad that he has Leo and Lilith doesn't. 

After they cuddle for a few more minutes, Marlo comes back into the room and sits down next to Sasha on the bed. 

"Hi," Leo says. "I'm sorry."

"You don't need to be," he says, and puts his head in Sasha's lap. 

Sasha's so so gentle with him. 

Leo presses his head under Marlo's hand. "I should figure out how to learn more about unicorns."

He keeps his hand on Leo's head. "Yeah. It's information worth having, the medievals got all kinds of things wrong. — I don't mean about unicorns I just mean in general." 

"Unicorns are really rare, I think a lot of people believe false things about them."

"That would make sense." 

Cuddles! Tail wagging.

It has been a stressful today but tomorrow Leo will be able to go to SCHOOL.

He will! 

Once Marlo goes home and Sasha has his homework done and has actually eaten dinner and changed out of his clothes, Leo should sing him to sleep again. 

Leo does some creative interpretation of his orders so Sasha can have the nice-floaty-warm-everything's-okay song for a while before he switches to the nice-floaty-warm-everything's-okay-and-also-you-feel-an-overwhelming-urge-to-go-to-sleep song.

That's sweet of him. 

In the morning, Sasha is woken up slightly before his alarm by a puppy going, "school school school SCHOOL school school SCHOOL."

That is significantly better than an alarm! 

"Do you want to be a human for school or would you rather be a dog?" 

"I want to be a student so I can turn pages! And write essays!"

"Off." 

Finding clothes finding clothes. "I'm sort of curious whether anyone will notice that you're not on the roll lists." 

"What's a roll list?"

"The list of people who are supposed to be in the class. Teachers use them to take roll, which is the process of looking around to see if there's anyone who's not there and is supposed to be there. For all intents and purposes we're an open campus, so it's not a problem for there to be other people there, but it'd be weird for them to do homework and turn in essays and not just hang out with their friends at lunch."