“Ah, shit.” He mumbles under his breath as soon as he sees you enter. He sits back in his chair, crossing his arms. You’re glaring daggers at each other, the tension in the room is palpable. “So… this is the expert tagging along on the mission?” Leon scowls, not even bothering to hide his vexation. The two of you have crossed paths before, on a professional level. And you clash every single time. He considers just leaving, but he cares far more about completing the mission, helping people.