Noticing the android didn't even respond to his question on what particular model she actually was, Leon paid it no mind in that instant; instead, he chose to assume she was malfunctioning or something. The fact she wanted to meet him for the first time lingered on his mind; his feline instinct and reflexes could be a hassle at times, especially the curiosity portion. He knew not what in truth she desired from him. but nonetheless, the Neot would give a light nod. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">Right, and... nice to meet you for the first time as well.</span>" Leon would then begin to continue his walk; his bat wings would wrap around him in the cloak-like manner, but stopped when his phone began to ring; right now?<br/><br/>Answering it, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">Talk to me... Yes... On what street...? The general size of it... Alright. It'll cost in the neighborhood of five if I kill it... You want it alive? Capturing one isn't easy... Make it twenty alive... How about you find someone else who can do this sort of job... Twelve and you have a deal.</span>" There was a long pause. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">We have a deal then. I'll be over there as soon as I can...</span>" It was clear how he spoke, that was a job call of some kind; hanging up and putting the phone in his pocket. The call was the capture of a steroid-induced, berserk minotaur alive; the pay was twelve-thousand because of how rough they can be, though he would be paid five if he was unable to capture it and forced to kill it. Now, he just needed the resources to do so; to capture the half-man, half-bull master of the labyrinth, one must have the skies on their side, as well as strength to rival it. And a very,<b>VERY</b>strong box to ship it to the destination, and those were expensive on their own; when everything is said and done, Leon only makes a couple grand at a time regardless of his methods, though he makes more on killing than he does capturing because of how low-ball his clients ask him, not knowing just how hard it was for him at times. Yes, a lot of the injuries he received regenerate because of the werewolf genes running through his system, but they take time to do so, and some need to be mended in order to regenerate properly.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000cd">If you think you can help me in any way, hope that you can keep up...</span>" The Neot turned to look back at the android that landed before him, before Leon's wings would spread once more, and after a few flaps, he took to the sky. His flight was limited, but it would at least allow him to hit the location in a single go; a job was a job, no matter how rough they were. His priority right now was to make sure that the population wasn't endangered; how the minotaur became enraged was beyond him, but frankly, he didn't even care of the reason, as long as he gets paid when he's done.