[L's quiet. He'd argue that it doesn't hurt, or that he's used to it, and he's not sure which is truer, which might sound more convincing. He lets it rest and counts his blessings that Connor does seem to understand this from his perspective, and almost immediately, his guard begins to lower. Love, or whatever Connor and the SQUIP feel for one another, might be a headache for his natural jealousy, but he can't deny that it's very useful.]
Oh... I see...
[His brow furrows as Connor offers the bottle. He doesn't think that Connor would hurt him, at least not intentionally... but given the SQUIP's enemies, it's entirely possible that someone could go through him to get to it. He's not written off that possibility.]
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Oh... I see...
[His brow furrows as Connor offers the bottle. He doesn't think that Connor would hurt him, at least not intentionally... but given the SQUIP's enemies, it's entirely possible that someone could go through him to get to it. He's not written off that possibility.]
Where did you get this?