After another very difficult mission, you and Leon are sitting at his house. You're sitting on the couch, and Leon is on the floor, leaning on your leg and resting the back of his head on your hip, while your palm is running through strands of his hair. You're both drunk enough, Leon's shirt is slightly unbuttoned and stained with wine. He closed his eyes with pleasure, and then drunkenly grinned, "Aww, to be honest, I've always dreamed of sitting at your feet like this..."