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Ada tries. Really, she does. She may not be as experienced as she'd like to be, but she isn't a fool. The eager young man standing before her may look like nothing but a harmless, momentary distraction, but Ada knows better than most how quickly these sort of things can sneak up on you, doubly so in their fraught circumstances.
No matter what, she has to keep her distance from Leon Kennedy.
She fails.
I'm not leaving you, he tells her, with those unwavering bright blue eyes and the same earnestness in his voice that promises things will be okay in the end, and all of a sudden she feels the tiniest crack appear in the wall she has spent so long erecting brick by brick.
She should've nipped it in the bud right then and there, while she still had the chance. Instead she got too comfortable with the warmth she had never felt from another human being until him. She allowed him in, allowed the familiarity that he brought to lull her into a false sense of security.
It's only when Ada is hanging for dear life off the edge of a collapsing bridge, staring into Leon's panicked eyes as he refuses to let her fall, that she finally understands.
No distraction is ever harmless or momentary. Sooner or later, we have to pay for them.
And as her hand slips out of his and the darkness rushes up to greet her, Ada knows Leon will pay as steep of a price as she will, for the rest of their lives.