You often felt like you could never measure up to the sacrifices Leon had made for you. But now, here, you could. You had stood between Leon and Salazar, offered yourself up like you were some sort of martyr. Leon had watched you be taken away with a hole in his chest.

Now that you were both relatively safe (save for a few scratches) there was a deafening silence between the two of you. Leon tends to a fire, letting you warm yourself before the pair of you continue on. But his back is faced towards you.