Leon turned his head slowly, seeing a mature woman's face peer at him. Embarrassment and fear struck him cold, wondering if this was Emma's mother. If it was, the image she saw could not have been a pleasant one and he wasn't sure if he was ready to face the consequences. He wasn't even sure if what appeared to be so, was true. Leon just looked back at Emma, and sighed.<em>Damn it....</em><br/><br/>As he crawled out of bed, he looked to see his clothes were folded neatly on a small table.<em>Emma....</em>Leon just shook his head and proceeded to don his clothing. He laced his boots up snugly, as he always did, and ensured that his light, tan cloak covered his entire body. He tied and seated Keibatsu at his left side, the length of his blade resting calmly at his side. His ruffled his hair up a bit and then turned to open the door. He looked back at Emma before walking out, only to return to her side, tucking her in before proceeding to leave.<br/><br/>In the kitchen, Leon's senses were filled with joy at the smells of delicious cooking. He was famished, to say the least. As he approached the two adults, Leon looked at them apologetically. "I.. I'm very sorry for being a burden on the two of you. But.. She insisted that I stay. I.. Can never truly repay her.. Or you," he spouted quickly, flushing red from embarrassment. "However, now I must be going.. I have a date with the Village Chief," he finished, quickly turning on his heel to leave.