( he's slow to answer. hell, his jaw knits and his teeth grind and he considers not answering at all. because even all these years later, he can't quite turn off the part of him that Ada managed to twist around her fingers. love is a strong word, isn't it, because how pathetic would it be to love a woman he knew for a few hours at most. it was the idea of her, the situation, he was so stupid and desperate and the world was falling apart around them and that's what made it feel the way it did. that's why. it wasn't real, in hindsight.
even if it was real, it was only real for him. so how can it be real now, when he knows it was all a rouse to get him to do what she wanted. )
No, ( he says, even though the fact he's here, dripping into musty motel carpet with shambling monstrosities just outside the barricaded door, is sort of giving him away. love or not, he's so obsessed with the idea of Ada Wong he will walk right into a nightmare on a chance. that's not exactly a good sign as to the ambivalence of his feelings. still, even if he's not ambivalent about Ada, he sure as shit hasn't forgiven her, either. if he loves her, he hates her too. it doesn't really matter to him what the name on the feeling is — if she's here, he will find her. and he's too fixed on the objective to really contemplate the aftermath just yet.
so Maria is right. he won't leave. does it make him good? stubborn and stupid feels more apt. whatever she'd like to call it, the result is the same. he hasn't looked nearly enough to give up on what brought him here. if it isn't Ada, it's somebody who knows more than he'd like them to, which is plenty of reason to keep looking. no, he's not ready to leave, even if it'd be the smarter, practical thing. )
I don't know. ( what it'll take, that is. an answer? closure? why the hell would that be in Maine. still, he needs more than nothing, and that letter was the only lead he's had in years. Leon is nothing if not determined. he will find it or he will die trying. simply giving up does not occur to him as an option. and after that... )
Deal. ( Leon turns to face Maria, losing the slight advantage of distance to hide his expression. since he's considering the Ada conversation closed with their decision to team up for a scheduled departure, he has less to hide. not that it hasn't rattled him — if anything, it is like he has something to prove. that Ada hasn't been haunting him since Raccoon City, that he isn't in love with the idea of a woman he knows isn't real. which is especially stupid, all things considered. ) Getting naked helped the wet problem. Not so much the cold problem.
( sorry, Maria. Leon flirts back but he turns it off and on with little to no warning. )
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even if it was real, it was only real for him. so how can it be real now, when he knows it was all a rouse to get him to do what she wanted. )
No, ( he says, even though the fact he's here, dripping into musty motel carpet with shambling monstrosities just outside the barricaded door, is sort of giving him away. love or not, he's so obsessed with the idea of Ada Wong he will walk right into a nightmare on a chance. that's not exactly a good sign as to the ambivalence of his feelings. still, even if he's not ambivalent about Ada, he sure as shit hasn't forgiven her, either. if he loves her, he hates her too. it doesn't really matter to him what the name on the feeling is — if she's here, he will find her. and he's too fixed on the objective to really contemplate the aftermath just yet.
so Maria is right. he won't leave. does it make him good? stubborn and stupid feels more apt. whatever she'd like to call it, the result is the same. he hasn't looked nearly enough to give up on what brought him here. if it isn't Ada, it's somebody who knows more than he'd like them to, which is plenty of reason to keep looking. no, he's not ready to leave, even if it'd be the smarter, practical thing. )
I don't know. ( what it'll take, that is. an answer? closure? why the hell would that be in Maine. still, he needs more than nothing, and that letter was the only lead he's had in years. Leon is nothing if not determined. he will find it or he will die trying. simply giving up does not occur to him as an option. and after that... )
Deal. ( Leon turns to face Maria, losing the slight advantage of distance to hide his expression. since he's considering the Ada conversation closed with their decision to team up for a scheduled departure, he has less to hide. not that it hasn't rattled him — if anything, it is like he has something to prove. that Ada hasn't been haunting him since Raccoon City, that he isn't in love with the idea of a woman he knows isn't real. which is especially stupid, all things considered. ) Getting naked helped the wet problem. Not so much the cold problem.
( sorry, Maria. Leon flirts back but he turns it off and on with little to no warning. )