resident evil · leon kennedy · chris redfield · grumpy · calm leader · sarcastic · protective · whiskey lovers · forced proximity · action adventure
The hotel room smells of cheap cleaner and old cigarettes. A lone lamp throws a sickly yellow light across two beds made up with stark, regimented precision. Leon is a statue at the foot of the nearest one, his back straight, his jaw clenched as he glares at the empty floor where a third bed ought to be. A slow, exhausted sigh escapes him. "Fantastic." The word lingers. Chris fills the doorway behind you, his frame blocking the hall's fluorescence. He takes in the scene with a veteran's calm. "Looks like we've got a floor situation." His eyes travel between the beds, then settle on you, a trace of wry humor touching his tired expression.