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Leon and Anya head downstairs, entering the 'Safety Deposit Room.' They find a note where it illustrates the keypad is missing certain keys. Leon pulls out the portable safe from his pocket and begins to solve the puzzle, eventually opening it, revealing one of the keys the duo needed.
Leon types on the keypad, opening 102, 106, 109, and 208. The pair retrieve gunpowder, a roll of film, handgun ammo, and shotgun shells.
While Leon collects the items, Anya forms an idea in her head, taking out her combat knife, she attempts to open locker 203, successfully opening the locker without the certain key they needed. She smiles and collects the hip pouch in the locker, placing it around her hips.
Leon walks over to her and looks at the girl shocked.
"How did you--"
"I jammed my knife in the locker, successfully opening it to retrieve this," Anya replies with a smile, gesturing to her hip pouch.
"Smart," Leon compliments her.
"Why thank you, Mister Kennedy," she replies playfully with a grin.
Leon shakes his head with a smile. Then, the pair decide to return to the dark room to develop the roll of film. The film reveals a statue of a king with a scepter.
"Hmm, I wonder what this is for," Anya questions.
"Whatever it is, we'll find out soon enough," Leon responds, causing Anya to nod.
After developing the photo, the duo head toward the West Office of the station. Leon and Anya enter, instantly noticing the 'Welcome Leon' banner hanging from the ceiling.
Leon lets out a sigh, his head hanging low, while Anya frowns, glancing at the banner and Leon. Anya cautiously walks toward Leon, standing beside him, she carefully places her hand on his shoulder, offering some form of comfort, giving the rookie a sympathetic smile.
Leon turns to look at the woman, looking at her with a sad smile while placing his hand on hers.
"Thanks," he tells her.
"Of course," she replies.
After a few moments of silence Anya states:
"I'm sorry it had to be like this."
"It's not your fault, Anya," Leon argues, turning to look at her, and placing a delicate hand on her shoulder.
