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Leon sank into the plush bed with a contented sigh, mumbling to himself, "Nothing beats a soft bed and good sleep." Finally, he could relax after a day that seemed to drag on forever. The accommodations he'd been given were more than adequate, though he noticed the base was eerily empty, the personnel likely deployed on missions or patrols.

After some negotiation, Lucien had been allowed to stay as well, thanks to Leon's insistence. It was a rare act of patience on his part. He couldn't help but smirk as he thought about it. "These protagonists really know how to ride on other people's coattails," he muttered, shaking his head. "If I hadn't been here, he'd probably have stirred up even more chaos… yet somehow, I'm the one everyone blames."