Leon almost seemed disappointed at the idea of her leaving; but he knew work still needed to be done. It’s a priority and he’s very much safe so long as he stayed put and avoided any patrons.
“Uh. . . Yeah. Right. Rest sounds good.”
The agent unfortunately couldn’t even decipher what he wanted for
himself. Not when his mind was all over the place. Ears flattened, tail stilling as he tried hard to decide what to do.
“I could rest until your shift is over, I suppose..?”
For once, he’s actually attempting to relax. Nausea is threatening to consume him along with other unpleasant ailments. So in this instance he’s actually taking a breather to sit and rest.
Maybe he’ll even try and sleep it off.
He certainly doesn’t want to worry anyone who sees him this way.
𝐋͟𝐞͟𝐨͟𝐧͟ ͟𝐒͟.͟ ͟𝐊͟𝐞͟𝐧͟𝐧͟𝐞͟𝐝͟𝐲
𝐋͟𝐞͟𝐨͟𝐧͟ ͟𝐒͟.͟ ͟𝐊͟𝐞͟𝐧͟𝐧͟𝐞͟𝐝͟𝐲
𝐋͟𝐞͟𝐨͟𝐧͟ ͟𝐒͟.͟ ͟𝐊͟𝐞͟𝐧͟𝐧͟𝐞͟𝐝͟𝐲
“Yeah. Like a hole in my head.”
Leon wasn’t going to play along with the mockery so easily. Not since it would entertain Krauser too easy.
“And you? Did you miss me that badly?”
//I’m never escaping the meme, am I?
//I’ll be back later.
Watching my bestie play SH2 again! 🫶
Video
Leon didn’t fight it— not yet. He saw no need to despite the near painful vice grip.
“Doesn’t matter. No one’s here. They don’t know what’s going on.”
𝐋͟𝐞͟𝐨͟𝐧͟ ͟𝐒͟.͟ ͟𝐊͟𝐞͟𝐧͟𝐧͟𝐞͟𝐝͟𝐲
He’s feeling a little woozy all of a sudden and yet there’s still things to do. Rest will have to wait a little longer— assuming he’s capable of holding out a while more.
