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feel free to just burst through and drop starters at any time

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[ Hey, maybe they'll get a bunch of tickets for a high score. He'll even let Connor pick out a tacky prize. ]

Yep. [ It's all he says at Connor's statement, as they continue to mow through the zombies. Neither of them have gone down yet, amazing. He could never beat one of these games without using all of his tokens when he was younger.

Now that's a question. Gavin's silent for a moment as the boss shows up. Pew pew, zombie guts. ]

To an extent. [ He works his jaw, licking his teeth. ] Put away enough corrupt cops for most people to hate me, so hey. Doin' something right.

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[ Connor is finding it increasingly difficult to decide which is more necessary to give his attention to: the fake zombies whose guts keep exploding in improbable ways, or Gavin's facial expressions. This game is making it difficult to bond. Or perhaps it's enhancing it, and Gavin wouldn't be this honest if Connor were able to stare at him. Connor can't be sure.

He'll just need to stare at Gavin later while asking him further questions, to compare. ]

I don't believe that's the only reason people have...disagreements with you at the station. [ #burn ] But I am impressed at your ability to look past the fact that they are your colleagues and report any illegal behavior you find.

[ Connor himself is a snitch who's lucky to not have needed too many stitches for it, so he genuinely appreciates this tidbit about Gavin. It makes him seem more...trustworthy, if Connor had to put a word to it. ]