That must be nice having an internal clock that actually worked like that. Poor Leonardo was at the mercy of the new 'alarm clock' technology, a chance sunbeam striking the face at the right moment, or the rooster calling in the morning sun, this last one being the least effective because for some reason this city didn't have very many roosters.
But since she was not upset in the slightest there was no need for further apologies for being late. He entered the room with a relieved smile and glanced over her shoulder at what she was working on. A bad habit maybe, but having had several apprentices at this point it had become almost second nature to check up on some one's work.

"You are writing a song?" After giving what she had written down so far a second look he moved away to grab one of those tasty looking scone she had found and set out on the table earlier. "What you have so far looks very nice. It should turn into a beautiful song."

The pot of tea was the next thing he spotted on the table. Leonardo pointed at the tea pot before filling a cup with the brew.

"Did you make this? Grazie."

He asked his question and answered it with a polite thank you before she really had time to answer. Luka had made it down here first, unless one of the other house mates had made the tea, it had very likely been her doing.
With tea and scone in hand he finally moved to a chair near the girl and sat down. Due to what some one had said to him the day before he put a bit of sugar into the tea. It was supposed to help recover the blood sugar levels? He didn't entirely understand that but it did make tea less bitter.

"I think the important thing about music is that it comes from the heart, si? As long as the music says what the heart can not then it would be a good song."

Added some water to some tea packages... he had to laugh at that. It was said in such a cute manner. The joke had gone over very well!

If he hadn't been brought to Asgard then sometime in his future he would have fooled around with the idea of building a robot, though for him it was more of a human-based clockwork toy than anything else. He would have been absolutely thrilled if he had any idea the young girl he was speaking to was actually a robot. But, it was probabally better for her that he was entirely clueless about it. If he had known there would have been endless questions about it all.

For now, all he knew was that he was having a very lovely breakfast with a sweet young lady.

"Si, grazie, and I do feel much better after having the rest. I might try drawing more a bit later," He held up a steadying hand before she could protest if it was in her mind to do so, "Just drawing the images should be safe enough. I will not attempt to bring any more to life, at least not right away."

It is a good thing she feels that way, since if it ever did come up in conversation she would become a topic of great fascination. A 'living machine' would be an entire new and exciting field of discovery for him.

"I was just trying to do too much at once I think. A friend asked for a sword back when I was first learning how to use this power and when I attempted it to make it... the sword did not come out well."

The poor thing had come off the page about the size of a pencil and in no way resembling a katana. There was research put into the second attempt since he had never before seen a sword like that in Italy.

"Then I was told there were these emergency kits that needed to be refilled after the war they had experienced. I made a lot of items for those when I probabally should have stopped with only a few."

He sat back in his chair for a moment as he enjoyed a sip of that warm tea she had made.

"But your power is not drawing life?" It was only a guess since he hadn't seen her drawing anything.

"Many people said the same to me the other day."

And it was nice that they had all been so concerned even if he hadn't wished to cause so many people distress. He had of course been trying to help not make people worry about something new.

"I know it was sciocco now, but at the time I never thought of the magic as having limits."

He was so new to the very idea of magic being real that even the 'common sense' rules most people familiar with magic would know were brand new and entirely unfamiliar to him. He had to find the limits of the power through trial and error. So while he had been able to make drawings come to life and in the correct size to be useful, he called the action sciocco, or foolish, now as he had not realized that one very fundamental property that had resulted in his minor fainting spell.

"I should have realized that everything has its limits."

Live and learn. He really would try to be more careful with his power from now on.
It was fun to be able to turn his attention to Luka and her power. He was always curious about the powers everyone had been granted. And she was right, it was remarkable just how perfectly their powers had been assigned.

"You are the first person I have met with Bardic Influence! You will have to tell me what that power is like, have you tried it out yet?"

"The most common power, or at least the one I have run into most often, is the energy transfer. Both of the powers from this house seem more rare."

This is just going on what he had seen and heard of people's powers. Some time if he felt up to it he would have to make a study of powers to find out more about them. Though some had already started that it never hurt to take a fresh looks at things.

"When you tried your power was it difficult to use or was there something else about the magic you did not understand? I found that once you believed the magic would work things became much simpler."