"You were seventeen," he said, chuckling. "Most people see a teenager and don't think future leader of the resistance, but you did, and people saw that you were different. It's a work in progress." He nodded. "A plan with fluidity. It's what we do, and then we decide."
Leon raised his eyebrows. "You have that look, the one that says there is more going on in your head. Care to share what you're thinking or not yet?" He knew that if it became important, John wuld talk to him. "Go to your C.O.? I thought you were talking to the man that took you in when you were a minor. I must have been confused, because I would never tell you to skip the chain f command," he answered, wiith a very similar teasing tone.
Computers taken care of, next topic. It was always like that with John, and leon didn't mind it. One day this young man should be in charge, no matter where he ended up, but he still had time to learn. "I haven't spoken to him, but I've been keeping my eye on him. Since that day, there has been no sign that he's affected, which is really strange, because they are becoming constant. He should be lying in a dark room, trying not to puke from his constant migraines. Even I'm getting headaches and I've stopped feeling the pain long ago. i'm ot sue what's going on there, but sure, check if he's felt something else, and if he hasn't, we'll just keep checking on him.' he smiled. "And now that we're done with work, what's this favor you need?"