"Nice sentiment, but that doesn't fucking cut it anymore, Connor."
Rich spits the name out like it leaves a poor taste in his mouth. He doesn't get why he thought he needed Connor. Why he needed anybody. The SQUIP got him friends, so maybe it was his destiny to end up friendless when people had to deal with the real and real fucked up Rich Goranski.
Maybe he's just crazy. He certainly feels it, trying to argue with people that the SQUIP is as close to evil as they come.
He looks up when Connor speaks, surprised. For a split second, it seemed like Connor was actually going to try to remedy this, which he certainly wasn't expecting. He's listening and watching attentively, for once, which means he's able to see exactly what's happening when Connor stares at him like he's forgotten how to even speak.
He saw that look back in Dorchacht. He knows what's happening again. So... that answer isn't final. Not at all.
"And why is that? You were just about to say it could go back home. Why can't it?"
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Rich spits the name out like it leaves a poor taste in his mouth. He doesn't get why he thought he needed Connor. Why he needed anybody. The SQUIP got him friends, so maybe it was his destiny to end up friendless when people had to deal with the real and real fucked up Rich Goranski.
Maybe he's just crazy. He certainly feels it, trying to argue with people that the SQUIP is as close to evil as they come.
He looks up when Connor speaks, surprised. For a split second, it seemed like Connor was actually going to try to remedy this, which he certainly wasn't expecting. He's listening and watching attentively, for once, which means he's able to see exactly what's happening when Connor stares at him like he's forgotten how to even speak.
He saw that look back in Dorchacht. He knows what's happening again. So... that answer isn't final. Not at all.
"And why is that? You were just about to say it could go back home. Why can't it?"