He met his sisters also, while they made their way to his room. Save to say, he got the golden retriever treatment from Alice, and the cat treatment from Alyssa before they reached his room.
Inside his room, his stepmother opened the wardrobe, letting Leon stare at it.
There were indeed clothes inside, a lot of them. He did plan to carry a few to school, but only a few fit his style to wear in the end. He had barely touched most of them since arriving.
His stepmother looked through the wardrobe for a moment before turning back toward him.
"Why are half of these still here?"
"I don't wear most of them."
"Why?"
Leon shrugged.
"They aren't really my style."
She stared at him at that answer. "You've been wearing the same few outfits for weeks."
Leon glanced down at himself.
He was wearing one of the few clothes he took to the academy.
"Well, it's not like I don't have clothes…"
"You have clothes you don't wear."
"Well, that's technically true, but…"
"You need new ones."
