[ Well, that makes him laugh - it is, maybe surprisingly, not actually a mocking-sounding laugh, just. That was amusing, he's amused ]

Oh, yeah--we're real into following laws! Or, I guess, sometimes, but not before we've agreed on anything. You don't have a contract with me yet. Besides-- it doesn't bother me any that you're a dude, how'm I supposed to know it bothers you? You're the one who texted me, you know?

[ That's a lie, and he knows it, but Leon doesn't have to know it -- sure, he has a lot of skills in intuiting what a person may be into, it's kind of built into this demon thing, but it never does any good to tell someone that when they're freaking out. He steps closer to the bed, just a little, body language open and welcoming and surprisingly a minimally looming and confrontational as it can manage to be, given the situation. This is an appeal, not a threat. ]

And no do-overs. You send me away, you don't get to call anybody else up to get your wish granted. We're cooperative but not that cooperative.