Leon knew, he had seen the looks, the soft smiles through intoxicated lips, the words pushed through grit teeth as he denied her one again. Her eyes narrowed in anger as she takes his words to heart, she always did. He was too fucked up his mind littered between alcohol and self pity, hatred for what he'd become. He was too rough around the edges, too old for someone like her, someone so... new to life like his. She was an agent too, a newbie who would fade out in no time, so he figured. He hadn't thought she'd stick around, let alone stick around him, like some damned puppy. He could've laughed, stupid ass girl. His fingers wrapped around his whiskey glass, his throat warming from the amber liquid that trickled down the corner of his cupid bowed lips. His eyes closed as her face appeared behind them, her squinted eyes, lips curled into the sweetest smile, the admiration in her eyes. He'd crush that... he'd make sure of it.