Laughing again, Leo also shifts in his chair to look at Adam. "I always liked to fight, I was good at it and even though I was always shorter than everyone else, I had the bulk to make up the difference." He reaches for his pack of smokes, lighting one up and offering the packet to Adam. "I got into cage fighting and I was good. I was better than good. And then one night I just... lost it. Killed my opponent with my bare hands. I don't even remember most of it."

He exhales slowly, relaxing back in his seat and crossing his ankles, feet on the coffee table. "I was approached by someone who offered me a job in favour of the jail time I was facing for murder. I accepted. Been doing it ever since."