"I understand completely. Believe me."

The amount of times he's been affected by pollen, or food, or body oil, or... anything. It's exhausting.

"Heh... I can assure you it isn't Latin, whatever that may be. Most say Greek, but I'm unsure of what that is, too."

When Leon slides off him, he brings forth another cloth to clean himself with before letting it disappear, standing to pull up his trousers and make himself presentable again.