"A Corsai. They're made of shadows, claws, and sharp teeth, created when men commit violent acts." No, Leo's not crazy, at least not any moreso than when he woke up this morning. "Though there's worse ones out there." He should know. A Sunai monster like he was one of the worst ones, powerful and dangerous, all while wearing a human skin.

"I have no idea. I just arrived here myself after my brother killed me." He really doesn't sound all that upset by it. Really, he would have liked August to have found his spine in a way less dramatic, but all things died eventually. He looks up at Vasquez as he continues his work, tying off the makeshift bandage with a square knot. His eyes are unnaturally dark in a way human beings never were. "Leo Flynn."