Leon thinks very hard in that moment about how long he spent at Luis's side, at what they'd both thought was the end. He'd counted the seconds, measuring the slowing of his pulse, watching his breath grow weaker and weaker. It was a waste of valuable time, he knows - every second had counted, when it came to getting the suppressant to Ashley - but he hadn't been able to bring himself to go, not even after Luis had lost consciousness. He'd only been able to tear himself away once his hand had started to grow cold in his, when there was no one left to sit vigil for.
He doesn't say anything about that, though. He can't.
"Yeah. But you're here now, and - I don't know if you can tell, but the wound's already scarred over. While all of mine are still stitched up and healing." He takes a deep breath. "It doesn't make sense. But... Aqua - he looked like someone had grabbed him out of the ocean and somehow dumped him in here before he could blink, and someone else I was talking to said last he checked the year was 2018, and portals to other dimensions had been opening up all over the place for three years. I don't think he was trying to fuck with me, either. Something's very wrong here, and I can't get my head around it."
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He doesn't say anything about that, though. He can't.
"Yeah. But you're here now, and - I don't know if you can tell, but the wound's already scarred over. While all of mine are still stitched up and healing." He takes a deep breath. "It doesn't make sense. But... Aqua - he looked like someone had grabbed him out of the ocean and somehow dumped him in here before he could blink, and someone else I was talking to said last he checked the year was 2018, and portals to other dimensions had been opening up all over the place for three years. I don't think he was trying to fuck with me, either. Something's very wrong here, and I can't get my head around it."