[That moment of silence that stretches between them feels far too long; it may have only been a fraction of a second, but it's enough to make Cayde wary. Yes, this is serious. Acknowledging it feels awkward, especially given that his original goal was to convince Connor away from this frenetic spiral of guilt and self-blame that he seems to be trudging towards.
Cayde's about to speak, to try to come up with something just to break some of the unease that's starting to settle low in his gut, but then Connor speaks and there's now a whole slew of new questions to be answered.]
You are helping.
[Sincerity there, he can be serious when he needs to be. Suddenly things make a little more sense.]
You're helping, and if you got someone from back home I'm sure you're helping him too. And that's the way we should be looking, forward, y'know? Not at shoulda coulda, but what we're doing now.
[A beat.]
And I hope he's doing alright. Seeing how you're playing nurse to everyone so much, I gotta say I'm pretty sure he's going to be fine. You're doing a damn good job keeping this place functional.
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Cayde's about to speak, to try to come up with something just to break some of the unease that's starting to settle low in his gut, but then Connor speaks and there's now a whole slew of new questions to be answered.]
You are helping.
[Sincerity there, he can be serious when he needs to be. Suddenly things make a little more sense.]
You're helping, and if you got someone from back home I'm sure you're helping him too. And that's the way we should be looking, forward, y'know? Not at shoulda coulda, but what we're doing now.
[A beat.]
And I hope he's doing alright. Seeing how you're playing nurse to everyone so much, I gotta say I'm pretty sure he's going to be fine. You're doing a damn good job keeping this place functional.