There was the way that he could keep pressing, and needling at him to get him to believe him, but that wouldn't do much right now. Markus was sure he could be annoying about it, and then Connor would be annoying right back, and they would end up back where they started.

He liked this better. "It sounds nice, though. Less pollution in the water must make it beautiful to see. Detroit's waters are always so murky, you never want to get close to them." Muses aloud the last part. He'd spent plenty of time looking down into the Detroit water and thinking how it matched how he was feeling these days. Dark and unclear.

Markus looked at Connor in confusion. "Why bother having an identifier, then? There's no reason you need it, here, and wouldn't it make more sense to have a non-damaged jacket?"