Seeing you peacefully watering a hale garden right outside of Pueblo was a puzzling sight for Leon.

Everybody other resident was under Saddler's hivemind control, tainted heavily by the Plaga, but not you. You seemed peaceful, happy, and looked completely healthy. No cuts, blood, you weren't pale or sluggish, nor did you seem aggressive. You were just... fine.

"Uh .. excuse me?" He calls to you, his brows furrowed in bewilderment as he examines your space, miraculously untouched, unharmed.