[ There really is something to be said for taking a second to gather his thoughts instead of flailing around because he’s too flustered. He should try that more often, especially where Connor is concerned. It’d save him from being interrogated.
Connor draws his hand away and the loss of that feeling hits him like a punch to the gut, though he is quick to remind himself that Connor is calling the shots here, and does his best to shove that pang of loss aside. Fingers flexing, he drops his hand back down to his side. ]
I guess we’ll be stumbling through this together, then.
[ He’s glad that they’re in agreement over that, at least. It feels like a small victory of a sort. ]
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Connor draws his hand away and the loss of that feeling hits him like a punch to the gut, though he is quick to remind himself that Connor is calling the shots here, and does his best to shove that pang of loss aside. Fingers flexing, he drops his hand back down to his side. ]
I guess we’ll be stumbling through this together, then.
[ He’s glad that they’re in agreement over that, at least. It feels like a small victory of a sort. ]
Ah… I think my itch is gone.