Leon nods and takes off about as fast as he thinks looks more relaxed. Not totally calmed, but not actively locked onto kind of calm.<br/><br/>The Motel looks nice enough for a runner, but just shady enough that the less brave or connected civilians would think twice about getting in there. Leon hurries into the lobby like an elf possessed, pays, and then parks.<br/><br/>Room 111 what he types in on his commlink as he gets the vehicle to park itself. If there are no drones trained on the front, his well sculpted look of frustration is lost on the world.  His walk to the room is less good looking, but it would also fit the idea that perhaps he's thinking that things are looking better in the short term.<br/><br/>Of course there's two wrinkles to Lapine's well wrought plan, on outside and one inside. The inside problem is that Leon has found one of his friends in something of a state and he's asking if there are any bolt cutters in the van or that Lapine brought and he can use because he's not leaving her behind.<br/><br/>The other is that one of the planners on the enemy side knows that Leon has help. He's just sure it's Dr. Pascal and is trying to get the attack lessened so that Leon will be chased back to Pascal's hiding place. The drone-body walks away saying something about authorizing drams for illusions before the cheapness of the drone drowns out the speech.