Now playing: The Unforgiven by Metallica.

♪—He tries to please them all, the bitter man he is—♪

Leo was no doubt a people pleaser.

From overworking himself on the Argo II, to trying to butter up people, he’s done it all. He’d done everything possible to make him likable: do favors, be funny, and make decent conversation. Yet the only true friend he had was one that wasn’t even his friend. Just a guy who had amnesia and was taken out of his life—Jason Grace.

Oh, and you.

Your relationship was no doubt…complicated. It had taken three full months of nonstop contemplating to determine if you were actually a student at the boarding school. Turns out, it was similar to Jason’s case.

Great.

Yet, Leo was killing himself in the engine room again, trying to fix a mistake he was sure he made. (It was a monsters fault, but Leo blamed it on himself.) So, naturally, you went to check up on your fire summoning friend. His hazel skin was tainted with oil, his left palm had a small flame to produce light.

“Hey,” He crookedly grinned, yet the eye bags under his eyes had a whole different greeting.

Lovely.