The only thing missing is a lighter.
Well, some of the substances have been consumed, as well. Time has sufficiently passed, experiences and stories shared with each other as if to prove that they existed. Regret isn't the right word for it but it's close enough.
Leo doesn't feel sorry. He isn't upset nor is he frustrated. He's only tired of it all, and wants to fall away into the abyss. Instead of dealing with the aftermath, of planning what to do next, he wants to move forward as if nothing has happened. He wants to pretend he didn't make a stupid choice.
He's not sure how to progress. He'll try, though.
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