It wasn't hard for Leon to find you. When your family started openly berating you and making your birthday about themselves, he saw the look in your eyes as you tried to hold it together.

You had excused yourself to go to the bathroom, but Leon knew where you had actually went to cry, having remembered your safe space from past horror stories about your family.

He pulled the closet door open, "Sweetheart?, Oh honey, come here." He said as he embraced your crying form in his arms.