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He sat back and smiled at her as she picked up the conversation. Leon was sure he could spend the day watching her and be happy. Even under the harsh fluorescent light, she was beautiful, and he loved how animated her face became when she spoke. He wanted to memorize every smirk, every eyebrow quirk, every smile. Fortunately for him, they were plentiful and she was one of the few people he figured he'd see on a regular basis; it wouldn't be a difficult task.
Leon glanced down at his leg when she asked about it and made a noise of protest. "Wasn't babying it. I just... favored it. I got shot you know, with silver. Which, in case you didn't realize, hurts me a lot more than a regular bullet." He blinked and pursed his lips. "Not that I've been shot with a regular bullet to know the difference." Leon hadn't made a habit of putting himself into situations where that could happen, irresponsibility that had led him to his current situation aside.
"Johanna said you did a good job bandaging me, by the way." He cleared his throat. "It was more of an approving grunt than actual words, but from her, it means a lot."
Leon glanced down at his leg when she asked about it and made a noise of protest. "Wasn't babying it. I just... favored it. I got shot you know, with silver. Which, in case you didn't realize, hurts me a lot more than a regular bullet." He blinked and pursed his lips. "Not that I've been shot with a regular bullet to know the difference." Leon hadn't made a habit of putting himself into situations where that could happen, irresponsibility that had led him to his current situation aside.
"Johanna said you did a good job bandaging me, by the way." He cleared his throat. "It was more of an approving grunt than actual words, but from her, it means a lot."
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