[You must have seen some things you found unconscionable.

Connor doesn’t detach his gaze from the figures below, their small movements hard to discern in a satisfyingly analytical way from this high. The sound of laughter buoys up, just a whisper of a thing once it reaches his audio processing.

Unconscionable. A wide, far-reaching term that could be applied in a manner of ways, and yet it stirs something in him. Makes him frown more deeply, seen clearly as it changes the curves of his profile.]

I was created to focus on very specific cases, admittedly, but yes. Murder is often considered unconscionable by anyone’s standards.