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[leon]

[Leon's jolted from his sleep when his hand brushes against something slimy. Hey, he's seen one too many tentacles not to be safer than sorry at this point.

He's not sure whether to be glad or not though, when he notices that it isn't a probing tentacle squirming against him ... but Claire, using his stomach for a pillow and drooling all over the place.

Well, there goes that fantasy...]