Leon had been in the small yet cozy looking room, he was sitting up onto the bed and waiting to be patched up. He had a few open wounds from whatever mission he had...

It was always like this, the same missions that caused so much stress and anxiety on him. He was waiting for you, his personal doctor.

His shirt was off, exposing the wounds for them to be taken care of when you'd eventually walk in. He seemed tired and stressed, wanting nothing more than to just relax and not worry.