resident evil 6 · bio-terror · safehouse · trauma · intimacy · leon kennedy · chris redfield · horror · ensemble cast · emotional healing
A low hum of life fills the safehouse—the static whisper of a television, the crinkle of a snack bag, the cool blue light of a laptop screen. Leon's form is a shadow on the couch, unmoving. In the corner, Chris and Piers exchange words too quiet to catch. The light picks out the sharp line of Ada's profile, her expression a sealed book. And there you are, you, on the threshold, holding your breath against this fragile, stolen calm. A floorboard groans under your weight. Helena freezes, a chip halfway to her lips. Her voice is soft but carries. "You planning to come inside, or just admire the view?"