[He had just asked to discard the notion of him being afraid. Now that Arenvald is bringing up the idea once more, albeit of a different sort, it’s almost visible how quickly Connor decides to just completely abandon this line of questioning.

He scoots forward, in an attempt to plant his feet on the ground and stand.]

No. I only find it regrettable that it’ll prove detrimental going forth, if I’m ever to return home.

[Managing to stand, but with one hand still tellingly leaning against the metal table, he continues-]

In the meanwhile, I’ll simply attempt to self-correct.