And heeeere comes Vega. He looks around the city as he walks with no apparent fear of anything. He scuffs his feet a little as he walks, getting the sense that whatever's going to happen it's going to result in people bossing him around and treating him like he's five and can't do anything for himself.

"Hey, Leon," he says, trying to sound cheerful. The bummed-out-ness does come through, though.