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He stares at her, heart in his throat. She hasn't changed, and yet she has. A beautiful woman, standing before him, and yet she's fading before his eyes. Her expression is brave - a noble woman abandoned by her lover, trying to keep a brave face on for the world.

He walks towards her, hesitantly brings his hands up. There's no reaction, so he dares to move closer, resting his forehead against her. The familiar scent - so faint! How long...? - wraps around him, and he feels like weeping.

"You miss him too, right?" Leon whispers. "God knows I do."

Then Leon opens the petshop door and is wrapped in its mysterious, suffering embrace - much as he has been ever since he first walked through it's doors all those years ago.