( Esikko hesitates for only a moment before angling his head to the side so that Leon can see the mark a bit better. He's not a fan of it— irritating side effects of being terrible for his shopping desires aside, it's ugly, and a little large, and difficult to hide without looking ridiculous. But that's the point, isn't it? And sitting around being ashamed of it would only be letting the House win. So. )

Not at all. It appeared just as suddenly as our mark tattoos. The House wasn't a fan of me trying to create a way home for its residents, I suppose.

( Though he was given space between them, Esikko takes up a bit of it now with his palm on the mattress, leaning closer as he tilts his head for one last angle, curling his hair out of the way with a slow drag of his fingers. )

It was that obvious immediately, was it? ( He sounds a little bothered by that, but it's ultimately a light sort of whining, followed by him straightening himself and dropping his hand away from his hair with a sigh. )