The SQUIP isn't aware of Connor's actions-- its face is a bit occupied, its eyes gazing up Justine's slim body, watching her face as its tongue works at her, shifting down to press over and into her before it moves back up to lap at her clit.

But, over its Bond with Connor, it expresses a desire to see him come join them-- it can feel what he's doing, even if it can't see it, and it makes its own arousal strain even more within its clothing, its breathing over Justine's skin becoming more and more heated and sharp.

Give the lady what she wants, Connor, it thinks, the thought drifting atop a warm fog of need.