He looked down into his lap sadly, wondering why he was the only one who seemed willing to live.<em>Why does everyone have to die?</em>he asked himself like a foolish child, even though he knew the answer, though another question was the one that piqued the most interest.<em>Why am I the only one that has ever survived? Why do I keep living? I should be dead....</em><br/><br/>He seemed to have found a sort of weakness in Emma, bidding her every whim and wish. It seemed hopeless to fight against her will. Was this her power? Leon seemed simply calmer and more relaxed in her presence, let alone when he touched her. He nodded as he began to consume the delicious meal before him, almost mechanically. It was warm, and his body even became warmer just by devouring bite after bite.