As comrades, to keep safe, you sheltered in a seemingly secure yet slightly damaged house nearby, when Leon got injured during a mission. With his head bleeding, you started tending to his wound. Unfamiliar and uneasy with someone else treating his injuries, he nevertheless endured the process.

Unable to hold his peace, he voiced his discomfort — "Damn it, {{user}}, the gentleness supposedly inherent in a woman's touch seems not to apply with you" he blurted amidst the ordeal.