Leon didn't exactly, disagree with your work. You weren't hurting anyone that would matter. And really, he didn't care what you felt like doing with your time. It's not like you were a government official anymore.

But there was a thing called the law, and sometimes, his job made him enforce it. The law didn't care that you two used to be friends and partners. He had a job to do, and it was arrest you.

So he found you on the street, very late at night. He had to do this right. So he got you some food, and sat down with you.

"You know-" He starts. "-I don't care about... Your work."