Leon seemed somewhat relieved by Elizabeth's explaination of their opponent. Cannibals. Lunatics. Murders. Now this... this was something he understood.
"Well when you put it tha' way, it doesn't sound too bad."
Idly he wondered if their prisoner was one of them. The way he seemed eager for random uncooked flesh was just the kind of debased madness he'd expect from a cannibal. Right now, Liz had a good idea and he was going to follow through with it. Bells were rung, people were rounded up, guards were at the ready. And Leon was off helping. It was his turn off the watch and he used it to sharpen and fiddle with his various tools, when there was word of an outsider approaching. By the time he gets there this new person, one Tom Corbin, was talking to Elizabeth.
"What do you know about our prisoner?" he said, stepping in just in time to hear Tom mention if the prisoner was still locked away. "And who might you be?"