The serpent wore a glum expression as he coaxed his offspring into bed. He had them in his room for now. Their rooms were too close to the basement. Too close to the malicious imposter that had taken over Leon’s body. He didn’t want to risk them being within his grasp. There was no telling what he would do to them. Or have them do.
His confrontation with the other had not ended well. All he had learned was that the dark version of Leon was extremely hostile, and that he was genuinely alone wherever he was from. That only meant his Leon, wherever he had been sent, had no one to depend on. If anything, anyone he could think of turning to for help was out to hurt him.
What was worse, the imposter had no idea how he had wound up switching minds with the original. Meaning there was no telling when, or if, they would go back to their original bodies. There was no knowing if his partner and lover would return. That, broke his heart. Not only because he feared never getting his Leon back.
But, because his Leon was all alone. All alone, and he hadn’t been told that his sister bore the same curse as them. Sally was “Alive”. She roamed the town he and Leon once lived. His plan had been to tell Leon of this once everything had settled down, but now he feared he might never get the chance. This mind switch had ruined everything.
It had trapped Leon in a world he did not know, in a body he did not know, and probably with a number of enemies out to harm him. It had trapped Leon with no one to turn to for any form of comfort. In turn, he had lost his partner. His offspring had lost one of their parents, and others had lost a friend. He was at a loss. He didn’t know what to do.
What could he do? Should he just wait? Should he look around and see if anyone knew what to do? Would the clowns know? If they did, would they bother to help him? Mono didn’t exactly like Jack, but as far as he could tell, there was genuine friendship between the clown and Leon. The serpent didn’t know.. All he knew at this point, was fear.