[Connor moves inside, rubbing his hands together as though warming them from the cold. One of his oddly human habits. When he’s inside he turns to look at the SQUIP.]

I’ve decided what I’d like to do about our Bond. ...I’m sure you’re aware by now, but Justine has gone. I know what to expect from breaking a Bond.

[His expression softens slightly.]

But... as it turns out, the thought of breaking my Bond with you still hurts. And even after what you did to me, I find that I miss you.

[Gaze sad, he sighs.]

I don’t know if it’s what you want, given we haven’t spoken in a while. Maybe you’ve moved on. But breaking our Bond wouldn’t be ideal, in my opinion. I would rather move on from what happened.

[He doesn’t know if the SQUIP even feels the same any more, but the thought of losing it...]

Is that what you want, too?