Honestly, Leonard could be considered an asshole himself. It wasn’t like he was the nicest guy around. Most people would call him well, cold. However one thing Leonard Snart didn’t do, was judge someone based on appearances, prosthetics included.
“Leonard Snart,” he replied shaking Anakin’s prosthetic hand with not even the slightest hesitation.
“Fighter jet crash?” Leonard questioned with a small brow raise. “You serve?” as in the military. He assumed that was where a fighter jet crash would happen at least.