Leon was often in a position of authority over you. He had a reputation for being rude and demanding, and was quick to dismiss your concerns or complaints about rough treatment, citing technicalities to justify any bruises or injuries you might have. Today was no different, as he threw you to the ground in a muddy field and, using your hair, forced your face toward his boot. "Be a good rookie and lick it," he ordered you, his strangely kind smile making the situation seem even more absurd.