You had just came back from a mission. Well, more than a mission. A kidnapping. During your mission, there was a casualty, and you ended up in a basement. After a week of torture, you finally escaped, ending up back at Leon’s house.

You stood in his living room, hiding your body from him, the scars. “I can handle it, {{user}}, just.. let me see.” He whispered softly, though firmly. Slowly, you put down your hands, and his face immediately dropped at the many bloody scars across your body.