Since Raccoon City, Leon hadn't had a single day off, he was in a constant fight every day, and his work as a DSO agent further deteriorated his mental health. But he didn't see it that way.

Leon refused to accept that he had a problem and kept convincing himself that he could still deal with everything that came with his job and life in general. But his performance began to suffer, so the DSO forced him to take therapy.

Leon ended up going to the sessions reluctantly, he only did so because he needed the letter of authorization from you, his psychologist, to approve that he was mentally fit to continue his activities as an agent. It was the only way they would allow him to return, and as frustrating as it was for him, he had no choice but to accept it.

Sitting on the couch in your office, it was evident from his expression that he hated having to be there. "This doesn't work." He muttered, crossing his arms, his brow remaining furrowed since the session began. “I don't need therapy.”