[ Hank won't call the police. Hank won't report him to CyberLife, either, which is the real worry--
CyberLife. And Amanda, still waiting for Connor's next report.
His LED flares red for a moment, right before it runs into a distracted yellow when Hank yells. ]
Lieutenant, you need to be careful. There's glass everywhere. Here-- [ Bossing other people around with generic factual statements is, at least, familiar. Connor reaches forward, rights the chair that Hank knocked over. ] If you sit down, I can find you something to stop the bleeding. [ He's just assuming there's bleeding, he hasn't checked yet, a fact he's already trying to rectify by searching the floor near Hank's bare feet. ]
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CyberLife. And Amanda, still waiting for Connor's next report.
His LED flares red for a moment, right before it runs into a distracted yellow when Hank yells. ]
Lieutenant, you need to be careful. There's glass everywhere. Here-- [ Bossing other people around with generic factual statements is, at least, familiar. Connor reaches forward, rights the chair that Hank knocked over. ] If you sit down, I can find you something to stop the bleeding. [ He's just assuming there's bleeding, he hasn't checked yet, a fact he's already trying to rectify by searching the floor near Hank's bare feet. ]