He watches her go slowly, torn between saying something and not... and in the end, he can't really say anything at all, can he? He already said he doesn't want to go.
Despair.
So instead, after a long, hesitant pause, he turns on his heel to go, frowning sharply.
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[ Leon, one day you have to say things for yourself... ]
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No, of course not.
[Yes, of course he does, that's why he's hesitating here.]
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[ Well, she won't force him! IN SHE GOES. ]
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He watches her go slowly, torn between saying something and not... and in the end, he can't really say anything at all, can he? He already said he doesn't want to go.
Despair.
So instead, after a long, hesitant pause, he turns on his heel to go, frowning sharply.
(Leon you are your own worst enemy.)]