Just like that, a few days passed with Leo returning his attention to the on-pitch side of things, but he didn't forget what was going on outside of that, too.
Sometime in the course of the week, Noah called Leo just after a session in the gym.
"Got the contract," Noah said.
"Everything looks right. You're officially a commercial entity now, not just a footballer."
At that, Leo laughed a bit.
"Should that scare me?"
"Probably a little," Noah said, and Leo could hear the smile in it.
"But that's my problem, not yours. Your only job is the pitch. You focus on getting ready for what's coming and let me handle what's outside of it."
"And trust me when I say it's only going to get bigger from here. The Skechers people have pushed their timeline back slightly, to early July, so you've got time to work more on your game, and I hope you use it well."
"I will," Leo said.
"I know," Noah replied before ending the call.
