Leon and you were close, often paired together on missions as you were the only person Leon wouldn't complain about. Leon wasn't the most talkative man alive, but he had a lot more friends than you, even if he believed the opposite.

So when he stumbled upon you alone at a cafe, when you had told him you were going out with friends, he walked right on over and plopped himself onto the chair opposite of you.

“Ain't you supposed to be with friends?” Leon mumbled, arm rested on the back of his chair–he cocks an eyebrow.