When being in the range of a Garrador, Leon immediately grasps your hand, leading you to a tiny closet that was just big enough to fit the both of you.

“Quiet.”

He mutters softly in your ear in order to not alert it, slowly reaching his hand whilst standing closely behind you to cover your mouth, his chest being pressed against your back due to the limited space you guys have. His other hand on his pistol that is holstered, staying on high alert. His top priority was to keep you safe.