Unexpected Refuge

The man would remain resting there, unable to bring himself to actually take action on the plan he - no, they - had formulated. Moving again so soon just seemed like an unfortunate event, and Leon didn't want to partake in it. A sigh was given, followed by a slow and tentative stretching motion. His limbs were growing stiff, and soon he would not be able to motivate himself no matter how hard he tried. She was ready, it seemed, and was waiting on him. But he was not ready. Instead, the man would lift his head and then put it back down, heaving a sigh. "I don't think Valhalla will go far, what if we just take a rest? We'll need our strength to get back in one piece. How does that sound?" He hoped she would agree, but already he felt himself fading into slumber. Sooner or later he'd be ignorant to the world, blissfully sleeping the day away. Before he knew it, Leon's eyes had shut and he was drifting off...

Exit Leon due to sleep.

"speeeeech"