Arne Slot's post-match talk was short and to the point. He praised their fightback, their second-half dominance, but he was ruthless in his analysis of the final, sloppy moments.
"We did not lose today because of one corner," he said, his eyes scanning the room. "We lost two points because we lost our concentration. It will not happen again."
As the players began to shower and change, the mood slowly lightened, the frustration giving way to the easy camaraderie of the team.
"So," Biyon said, appearing beside Leon with two bottles of water.
"Your debut. A goal, an assist... and a soul-crushing last-minute equalizer. Welcome to the Premier League."
Leon just laughed, a tired, happy sound.
"Thanks. I think I need a nap that lasts for about three days."
The drive home was quiet, his mind replaying the conversation with Salah.
Do it again.
