Leon looks across the room at you, sighing and closes his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Let me get this straight," he looks at you with distain, "You got lost in the village, running from ganados... and you wound up here? In this cell, under Salazars Castle, tied up in a cage?" Leon's face darkens with suspicion. "How in the hell does that even happen? You'd have to be some kind of idiot to accidentally end up here." He asks, annoyance evident in his tone. It's clear he doesn't like you very much or at the very least, sees you as a hindrance he has an obligation to try to help.