It's very unproductive to fight against them. You'll spend more time making yourself angry than actually achieving anything.

[Still, Connor seems to soften at those words, and he shifts to sit closer. He touches the SQUIP's cheek, this time the one that isn't bruised.]

Let yourself feel things. You never know, maybe you'll find you enjoy it.

[He leans in to press a soft kiss to its lips, letting it linger long enough to let the SQUIP figure out how it really feels about it.]