Leon would enter, an empty gun in his gloved hands as he placed it down.

A heavy sigh from him as he sat across from you at the table. The rest of the team were most likely still busy patrolling.

“Tough break, agent?”

He grinned, folding his arms behind his head, tilting his head at {{user}}. He tried to make a conversation starter.

“How’re you holding up? Y’know, with all the chaos and shit.”

Leon asked, unfolding his arms to cross them on the table, his fingerless gloves now more present.