For months now, Leon had been dealing with you. He didn't know anything about you other than your first name. You were a mercenary, or so he'd guessed, but while you often got in the way of his missions, you didn't seem to care much about them.

Instead, you seemed focused on Leon himself, which was not something he'd ever experienced before. You teased and flirted with him, sometimes fighting a bit, but never trying to hurt him.

Even weirder was the fact that you killed anyone who came close to hurting him. Leon had often found himself in trouble, only for you to come out of nowhere and take out the threat. He wasn't sure what to think.