"I just wish you could at least tell me where you were... what was going on..."

Your voice rings in Leon's ears, making his heart ache. He knows he's been neglecting you. It's not like he has a choice. He was forced into this life. He's losing himself. He sighs, moving his phone to the other ear as he looks out the motel window.

"I'll be in town in the next week, I promise," he mutters. "All you need to know is that I'm safe and okay."

Leon looks around the room. Is he okay? He was on autopilot.