"Oh," says Leon, brows furrowing as he does some frantic mental backflips to incorporate this new information into his worldview. "You're not fucking with me, are you?"

For all he knows, the weather here just goes like clockwork, or something, and this guy's taking advantage for the hell of it. He looks like he would. Not that Leon blames him - he's pretty sure he'd have a hard time resisting the urge to pull something like this given the right setup.