"Yeah," Leon says, frowning sympathetically. "Sounds like you and your family are all pretty close."

The statement's spoken with something like wistful admiration to it. Leon's not distant with his (adoptive) parents by any means, but between moving away and what happened in Raccoon City being about as classified as possible, it's been harder to be as open with them as he'd like.

"You'll see them all again. I'm sure. But as for how strong my stomach is, I wouldn't worry about me. I'm pretty used to 'gross'." He shrugs. "Up to you whether we move on to the bad stuff just yet or not."