As Stahn speaks, there's a cold dread that sweeps over Leon. There's no way Stahn could have known about any of that--not unless he'd really seen it himself. Stahn...how did that...
He stares at him, and suddenly, he feels the almost pathetic need to flee.]
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As Stahn speaks, there's a cold dread that sweeps over Leon. There's no way Stahn could have known about any of that--not unless he'd really seen it himself. Stahn...how did that...
He stares at him, and suddenly, he feels the almost pathetic need to flee.]
I... you--
[...]
How?
[Yes.
It's a memory, and Leon can't even deny it.]