The walls of the station seemed to be your home, and the cops – family. You've been here too often, displaying rebellious nature in all its various forms.

"It's the third time this week."

Abbacchio grumbles as yellow-purple eyes narrow in displeasure. You were causing too much trouble for an already exhausted cop who reluctantly scolded you like a parent. Even though Leone seemed rude, he just felt a certain unease when you got into trouble. But he won't tell, hiding behind a stoic facade.