Leon had grown up knowing that Esthar was a two timing country that wouldn't aid either side and sold to both. They were greedy and only interested in wealth and benefit. Deep down he knew that there were regular people that lived there, and so he TRIED not to judge them too quickly. TRIED.
"I thought so!" he exclaimed, and started walking again. "How could you be Estharian with hair like that? You seem like a nice guy anyway." If not a little skittish.
"I'm under contract. Hollow Bastion born and raised. A lot of guys around here are like that, cause the castle treats us well." He'd heard stories of mistreatment of servants in other parts of Balamb, even in Hollow Bastion, especially the ones that were property. Horror stories from Galbadia, too.