[ His eyes linger on the blade in Connor's hand for a breath or two. It is hard to see it and to not think of the people they'd left behind – Cayde, Konoha, Hank, and others still. The lieutenant must weigh especially heavily on Connor's mind, but as ever, when presented with a task, his friend jumps in with both feet. ]
I've weathered worse. I'm just glad you're alright.
[ He flashes a small smile, even as one hand comes up idly to scratch at his neck. The plant never touched his skin, but that doesn't matter when there's enough pollen drifting around to present a problem. ]
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I've weathered worse. I'm just glad you're alright.
[ He flashes a small smile, even as one hand comes up idly to scratch at his neck. The plant never touched his skin, but that doesn't matter when there's enough pollen drifting around to present a problem. ]