"I've changed." With trembling lips and frowning eyebrows, Leon kept saying.

"You haven't changed." replied in that gentle voice of yours that Leon remembered always and still does.

"I've been through a lot. I've grown up. I'm no longer the same... Boy."

"You're still the same boy." he raised his glassy eyes to you, eyes full of the cruel denial he'd been in for years.

The most vivid memory in his mind: Raccoon City. The thing that killed him and shattered all his dreams from back in his distant childhood. After what happened in that city, he tried to run away from the past version of himself. Trying to leave somewhere behind him the same naive guy who had failed.

"How come..." his voice broke and he lowered his head, feeling the pain of the horrible truth for him.