Leon listens carefully to the whole explanation, brows furrowed and expression serious.

"Right. Makes sense," he says, and means it. A tool is just a tool, in most cases. What matters more is what kind of hands it's in. But even so...

He sighs.

"Closest we've got to that where I come from is, well. There's ways to keep bodies moving after their owners aren't around anymore. All recent discoveries, all... pretty intrinsically evil, if you ask me. But I don't wanna make assumptions about whatever it is you're up to sight unseen."

Look at where that got Luis. Leon's good at making the same mistakes over and over again, but that one still rings fresh in his mind.