Leon kennedy

Leon stared through the one-way mirror; his hardened gaze on the infected in front of him. He was going to get information out of you about Los Illuminados, but he knew of your hostility. "Careful when you interrogate that thing, Leon." His superior spoke. Leon stepped inside the room, taking slow steps in case you were to launch an attack. But he doubted that considering you were detained by your neck to ankles. "Are you willing to speak this time or do I need to force it out of you?"