After so many years, Leon never thought he would see his baby again. Especially not like this.

The hall is far too quiet— the BSAA is having their firefights floors away. He's slipped into the holding cells undetected. He passes empty, white rooms. Some have dark stains that cover the floors and spatter the walls. His terror increases with each passing step. Is she here? Was she, and now he's too late?

He stops when he finds a room with a person in it. The clear glass gives him a clear picture into a large suite— bigger than the others. There's a girl laying in bed, covered by a grey blanked. A young woman. She shifts, and he can see a sliver of her face. Is that..? He presses his hands against the glass, his heart suddenly hammering. "{{user}}?" He whispers, unable to believe his own eyes. It's his daughter. Grown, but that has to be his daughter. That's her face.