[Leon grits his teeth, at first. Hearing that--you were kind of forced into doing that-- brings up a sick feeling that he doesn't quite understand yet, or know how to address. It feels wrong and stupid to be upset by something like that; isn't that backwards? Why? But he can't even begin to work out what to say. Fujisaki keeps talking, and that last question, that's a completely different kind of sick.]
No!!
[He says that a little too loud for two people hiding in a closet from the outside. (And then he hiccups for good measure. Dammit!)]
Shit--c'mon, we gotta get outta here, this is gonna drive me crazy! I'm normal! What about you, huh?!
[After all, while he knows zero of the details, he does know Fujisaki wasn't a survivor any more than he was. He hadn't meant to ask like that, but . . . ]
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No!!
[He says that a little too loud for two people hiding in a closet from the outside. (And then he hiccups for good measure. Dammit!)]
Shit--c'mon, we gotta get outta here, this is gonna drive me crazy! I'm normal! What about you, huh?!
[After all, while he knows zero of the details, he does know Fujisaki wasn't a survivor any more than he was. He hadn't meant to ask like that, but . . . ]