[Ah. She’s laughing at him. And strangely, he feels a flush beneath his skin, as if it’s a little embarrassing.
Yet nothing she says is inherently... incorrect. He would be met with confusion and fear if he suddenly scraped his knee; pain was foreign to him. But Connor can’t seem to decide whether to look embarrassed or just nod in agreement with her.]
I guess you’ll start thinking of me as a small child at this rate.
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Yet nothing she says is inherently... incorrect. He would be met with confusion and fear if he suddenly scraped his knee; pain was foreign to him. But Connor can’t seem to decide whether to look embarrassed or just nod in agreement with her.]
I guess you’ll start thinking of me as a small child at this rate.