Jesus. [It slips out without thinking, and he carefully tries to school his expression into something that's not horrified just thinking about it. That's not going to happen to Connor.
(This is why he's not supposed to make friends. Watching Connor destroy himself sounds about as bad as watching guys get obliterated by mortar fire, and a heavy tension settles on his shoulders.)
He takes a breath, settles for something calming, the same voice he uses when he's telling a scared replacement that the shrapnel he's pulling out of their arm isn't that bad, that they're going to be okay.]
Well, whatever it is ain't gonna be permanent. Just gotta keep calm until this is all over.
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(This is why he's not supposed to make friends. Watching Connor destroy himself sounds about as bad as watching guys get obliterated by mortar fire, and a heavy tension settles on his shoulders.)
He takes a breath, settles for something calming, the same voice he uses when he's telling a scared replacement that the shrapnel he's pulling out of their arm isn't that bad, that they're going to be okay.]
Well, whatever it is ain't gonna be permanent. Just gotta keep calm until this is all over.