[He’s not sure how to take that compliment. The idea of something existing beyond his programming is not always easy to entertain, though Connor is eager to often chalk it up to good old fashioned adaptability. But right now, this is hardly about him — he nods, brows drawn, and steps out of the booth, leading the way.]

Probably a good idea. We don’t really need a game to get to know each other better anyway, do we?

[He offers a small grin, trying to ease any tension in the other, as they fall into the passing hum of the crowd outside the booth.]

Camaraderie with fellow Circle members, or something like that.