[Less than five minutes later the front door swings open and slams shut, but not quick enough to keep a second blast of hot air from slipping it. Leon pulls off the cap he had put on to help keep the sun out of his eyes and wipes the sweat off his brow.]

Fuckin' hell, what the fuck is wrong with this shitty weather!?

[Slipping his shoes off, he walks in and unceremoniously takes his soaked shirt off. He shakes his head in disgust; he's absolutely drenched in sweat. A shower is much needed. As he's about to make his way up towards the showers, he passes the living room and notices the bags all strewn about.]

Hmm? Oh, Hagakure! What's up with you dude, you look like you're about to melt!