Connor is still looking at the Ghost with not-so-muted curiosity, so for a moment the two seem to be reflecting these looks back at each other -- though, granted, Connor lacks the sketch of offense embedded in his own features. He tilts his head, ever so slightly.]
Easier to think of it in that way, I imagine. That what you're doing, the purpose you've been conscripted into, is protecting your home. Aiding humanity.
[Something about that rings familiar, if he twists it up and applies it to his own situation back home. He doesn't say that much.]
Sorry, I didn't mean to offend your... partner. [Fri...end?]
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Connor is still looking at the Ghost with not-so-muted curiosity, so for a moment the two seem to be reflecting these looks back at each other -- though, granted, Connor lacks the sketch of offense embedded in his own features. He tilts his head, ever so slightly.]
Easier to think of it in that way, I imagine. That what you're doing, the purpose you've been conscripted into, is protecting your home. Aiding humanity.
[Something about that rings familiar, if he twists it up and applies it to his own situation back home. He doesn't say that much.]
Sorry, I didn't mean to offend your... partner. [Fri...end?]