[Why would he not be worried about that?! The robot isn't a threat anymore and Leon is just Leon, so it's fine!!]

Stop rubbing at your face like that, you're gonna make it all red--

[Over he trots, reaching into his pocket and pulling out... a packet of makeup remover wipes, because of course he has some.]

Stand still, okay? [LET HIM CLEAN YOUR GROSS FACE.] And don't insult me, either! My makeovers are the best. No way would I just drag random people off the street, I'm not that desperate.