Jay smiled at the fleeing doctor. He had won this round, even through he knew the doctor had fled to save his son, it didn't make victory any less sweet. He contemplated his options for a few seconds. He could simply shoot the doctors son and be done with it. In this shady neighborhood no one would really blink at the sound of a gunshot filling the silence of the night. Beasts were notorious liars, it was all part of the assassin job description, and he was sure the young man kneeling at his feet knew this as well... But this was different. It wasn't a job, it was his own free will, his own sweet revenge. Besides, running away from the clutches of the government was not easy, assistance would be needed at some point.
Leonel spoke, and Jay was pulled from his thoughts, back to the situation at hand. He wasn't surprised when he heard the fear in the young mans voice, as most people facing possible death by a cyborg should be.
Jay sighed, trusting his more logical side than his blood thirsty one. "Nothing." Jay finally spoke, removing the silencer from Leonel's head and tucking it into a holster, hidden beneath his thin jacket. "Nothing.." He repeated himself, making his way around Leonel so he was face to face with him.
"As long as you do as I say, you'll be fine." He explained, scowling down at the doctors son, his lips twitching when he saw the tear streaks. Most of his targets were dead before they knew what hit them, they didn't have time to cry. He reached into his pocket to pull out a rolled up napkin, and tossed it to Leonel. "Get up and clean yourself off." He demanded gruffly.