[That gets a small chuckle out of him--Chal, not Leon.]

Not at all. In fact, I'm glad I found you. It's been some time since I've seen anyone, and I'd hate for it to go to waste.

[It's still food, after all, even if it'll probably taste like dirt and metal. But he does as he's told and turns, beginning to pick his way back the way he'd come. The scrape and groan of the metal monsters echoes around them, and he's tense, ready to fight or run if need be--but for now, they seem to be safe.]