["Don't worry about it", she says, as if that'll be enough to fend off Connor's innate curiosity. He opens his mouth to ask about it again, until she mentions something about her apartment. Connor sits up straighter, even if she's not quite finished yet.]
Your apartment? Why do we need to return to your apartment?
[The wound sealed up nicely at this point, at least. He's still smeared to hell and back in blue, but while it's messy, surely he can clean himself up.]
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Your apartment? Why do we need to return to your apartment?
[The wound sealed up nicely at this point, at least. He's still smeared to hell and back in blue, but while it's messy, surely he can clean himself up.]