The time difference was still something he wasn't getting, something that hadn't processed itself as a thing just yet. He would get it, he would, but Markus was still thinking that he'd just seen Connor off to go on his new mission.
Wait. Something was there, something tugged at his process server.
"You're not just a machine. You're one of us, Connor, and it's not a game." Markus took another smell step forward before stopping again, looking down at the poochyena, then back at Conner. "You pointed a gun to my head, but you knew it was wrong. You couldn't pull the trigger." And he couldn't know how happy he had been when that trigger hadn't been pulled.
"...Connor, this may be a strange question, in light of everything, and kind of random. But how long have you been here?" He just seemed too settled in to have been here for a few hours, maybe a few days. Too settled with everything, and if Markus had his LED still, it would be rapidly flickering yellow in his confusion.
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Wait. Something was there, something tugged at his process server.
"You're not just a machine. You're one of us, Connor, and it's not a game." Markus took another smell step forward before stopping again, looking down at the poochyena, then back at Conner. "You pointed a gun to my head, but you knew it was wrong. You couldn't pull the trigger." And he couldn't know how happy he had been when that trigger hadn't been pulled.
"...Connor, this may be a strange question, in light of everything, and kind of random. But how long have you been here?" He just seemed too settled in to have been here for a few hours, maybe a few days. Too settled with everything, and if Markus had his LED still, it would be rapidly flickering yellow in his confusion.