Thankfully (???) that's when Leon's angry cat gets tired of the fuss and muss and flings itself away as cats tend to do--straight through Stahn. There's nothing it does...aside from the memory, which Stahn will now have the pleasure of experiencing for himself.
The dubious pleasure, anyway.
Leon entering the manor isn't a strange image in the least, but the level of peace and relaxed nature to his posture is definitely something a little different from normal--especially from how he's been lately. But nonetheless, that's how he is; he looks content, which is absolutely not meant to last. Because it doesn't take him long to realize that it's too quiet, and that someone is missing.
Aside from a tentative, "Marian?" though, he stays calm enough, wandering through, looking for her--so it's probably not a surprise that when he enters his room, and encounters black robed figures instead, his first move is to draw Chaltier, eyes narrowing but still not particularly panicked. Even if they had invaded his home, he still seemed confident enough... until Hugo speaks, and it's clear it's him. It's obvious from the look on Leon's face as well, from the way he puts away Chaltier immediately, blinking.
Which is a mistake, really.
It's Stahn's chance to see now how it all began, how the downward spiral began, but the most significant part of all is that when Hugo demands that Leon help him--
Immediately, Leon scoffs, his typical belligerence coming into play with a simple, straightforward, and clear, "I refuse."
And even after Hugo reacts with violence, even as Leon hits the door and then picks himself up off the floor, wiping at his mouth with a sleeve, expression closed off and bitter, his response is the same, an unshakeable, "I refuse."
It's only when Marian enters the conversation, when Hugo makes it clear that she's his hostage, and that Leon's only got one choice unless he'd like to see her dead that the panic finally shows on his face, and it's obvious immediately that he was utterly lost in that moment--
And then back in their living room, the french toast hits the floor. Not because Leon saw the memory too (he didn't), but because the sudden vertigo and nausea struck at the worst time, and Leon has to grasp for the counter with both hands, paling and queasy-looking.
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[This is going nowhere fast.
Thankfully (???) that's when Leon's angry cat gets tired of the fuss and muss and flings itself away as cats tend to do--straight through Stahn. There's nothing it does...aside from the memory, which Stahn will now have the pleasure of experiencing for himself.
The dubious pleasure, anyway.
Leon entering the manor isn't a strange image in the least, but the level of peace and relaxed nature to his posture is definitely something a little different from normal--especially from how he's been lately. But nonetheless, that's how he is; he looks content, which is absolutely not meant to last. Because it doesn't take him long to realize that it's too quiet, and that someone is missing.
Aside from a tentative, "Marian?" though, he stays calm enough, wandering through, looking for her--so it's probably not a surprise that when he enters his room, and encounters black robed figures instead, his first move is to draw Chaltier, eyes narrowing but still not particularly panicked. Even if they had invaded his home, he still seemed confident enough... until Hugo speaks, and it's clear it's him. It's obvious from the look on Leon's face as well, from the way he puts away Chaltier immediately, blinking.
Which is a mistake, really.
It's Stahn's chance to see now how it all began, how the downward spiral began, but the most significant part of all is that when Hugo demands that Leon help him--
Immediately, Leon scoffs, his typical belligerence coming into play with a simple, straightforward, and clear, "I refuse."
And even after Hugo reacts with violence, even as Leon hits the door and then picks himself up off the floor, wiping at his mouth with a sleeve, expression closed off and bitter, his response is the same, an unshakeable, "I refuse."
It's only when Marian enters the conversation, when Hugo makes it clear that she's his hostage, and that Leon's only got one choice unless he'd like to see her dead that the panic finally shows on his face, and it's obvious immediately that he was utterly lost in that moment--
And then back in their living room, the french toast hits the floor. Not because Leon saw the memory too (he didn't), but because the sudden vertigo and nausea struck at the worst time, and Leon has to grasp for the counter with both hands, paling and queasy-looking.
What a wake up call.]