Leo's hands were cuffed as an officer led him out of his holding cell and into a different room with a long table and wooden chairs that faced each other. A woman sat on one of them, wearing a pale pink dress, her dark hair falling loose down her back. Only the back of her head was visible from where he stood but he didn't need to see her face to know who it was, his body already so in tune with hers. He could pick her out in a crowd just from the sound of her voice and the way she fidgeted on her seat when she got nervous.