Leonardo mostly remembered to eat and sleep. He also had a second person checking in on him to do that, so he is much better about it currently. The sleep is a harder sell for him, because he likes to spend every free hour he can making certain the weapons he promised are ready for people. They are lined up on the side of the smithery, beautiful albeit simple blades newly forged, of different varieties since not everyone wanted a sword straight up. He'll put out a call for people to pick up their weapons soon.

The forge is about as scattered as one might expect from knowing Leonardo as well as Ezio does. Even now his workshop is a strange little disarray of different projects on top of the ones he's currently on, but at least it's clear enough that other people can come in and speak with him or even help out at times. He has plenty of supplies thanks to the help of others. He's currently covered in a little sweat and soot, working on the last of the hidden blades although Ezio's is of course already done. First, in fact, as promised.

He glances up when he hears someone coming, intentionally starting to hide them as he promised never to let a non-assassin get one, until he recognizes his friend and brightens. He leaves it for now, going over to embrace Ezio. Even if they see each other regularly now, it will never stop being wonderful, after that brief fear when he disappeared. "How are you?"