“You know drinking that much isn’t good for you, right?”

You said to Leon, your hands on your hips as he stared out at the city that was before him. His stress and restlessness was palpable. He witnessed you die while saving Ashley, on gloomy days like this he would see hallucinations of sorts where you spoke to him.

Leon stared into your eyes with a slight nod before he responded to your words. you could see the hurt and trauma in his eyes.

“Yeah… I know… But it takes the edge off.”