Jesus Christ. Making me wanna strangle you.

You haven’t seen what I have. Guy fucking deviated because he didn’t want to kill me, for fuck’s sake. Hurt his friends on the way, too.

That all just fun and games to you? Some master plan from some weird AI?

Connor’s not a thing. He’s Connor. Jesus.

Nah. Your little fortune was right in that regard, at least: I am goddamn confident in Connor’s personhood. I’m not wavering on that at all.

Think I need whiskey after talking to you.