Leon's smile blooms into a reserved, but undeniable little grin at the reminder. He's about to make some smart remark about it, but then Chris explains how healthcare works in this place and it thoroughly distracts him.

"Oh," he says, blinking. That makes a weird amount of sense, but he's pretty sure it never would've occurred to him a something that could work out, even if he were the type to think hard about thee things. "Wow. Well, I'll do my best not to wind up here too often. Wouldn't want to take too much advantage of a good thing."

He glances at the finished stitches and resists the urge to touch them or check them over with his very much not sterile hands before nodding in approval. For a moment he goes quiet again, waiting to be bandaged up, before one last question occurs to him - or rather, he gathers up the courage to ask one that's been hovering at the back of his mind since he walked in.

"By the way, uh. This is maybe a weird question, but what should I call you? Aside from your name, I mean. Like," he pauses, again, trying to figure out how to explain what the fuck he's asking. Ultimately he decides not to dance around it. "He or she? Oh, or they."