[Caught up trying to observe and discern the importance of every interaction around him without drawing unwanted attention, Connor doesn't quite realize someone has come up to him until there's wine being shoved at his folded arms.
He eyes the proffered glass a moment before taking it, slowly, like he half-expects it to explode.]
Duds?
[He looks from the glass down to his own clothes and then back up to... The man from the video all those months ago.
The faintest hint of surprise registers in his expression.]
no subject
He eyes the proffered glass a moment before taking it, slowly, like he half-expects it to explode.]
Duds?
[He looks from the glass down to his own clothes and then back up to... The man from the video all those months ago.
The faintest hint of surprise registers in his expression.]
Saul Goodmen.
[Oh, so close.]