[connor is still too inebriated to notice the signs in gavin suggesting he's gotten worked up over this. if anything he'd just--treat it exactly like gavin is thinking. adrenaline. nerves from the possibility of failure or compromise. he can tell they're still being watched, and it likely won't be safe to drop any of the illusion until they're in one of the rooms.
there's no sign of the other android--not yet anyway. and that's not to say that he's just not too distracted to have picked up something subtle, like the trace of thirium or a noise at a frequency too high or low for a human to pick up. their last visual was coming down this way, which means he's either in one of these rooms or they've taken him up somewhere else. an initial scan indicates there are no other guards past the initial entry point, so long as that one is distracted. well, good.
connor keeps his arms around gavin, slung across his shoulders and holding onto him like he needs he support. it's not entirely inaccurate, but it does make him much more aware of the physique gavin is keeping under his t-shirts and bulky jacket. his thirium regulator increases by a small percentage as they stop in front of a room and push inside.
now that the focus is off of them and they're alone--connor is both excited and feeling slight anxiousness at what comes next.]
We...did it.
[it comes out in a low murmur, like a rushed exhale of artificial breath as he finally lets go of gavin but doesn't pull away.]
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there's no sign of the other android--not yet anyway. and that's not to say that he's just not too distracted to have picked up something subtle, like the trace of thirium or a noise at a frequency too high or low for a human to pick up. their last visual was coming down this way, which means he's either in one of these rooms or they've taken him up somewhere else. an initial scan indicates there are no other guards past the initial entry point, so long as that one is distracted. well, good.
connor keeps his arms around gavin, slung across his shoulders and holding onto him like he needs he support. it's not entirely inaccurate, but it does make him much more aware of the physique gavin is keeping under his t-shirts and bulky jacket. his thirium regulator increases by a small percentage as they stop in front of a room and push inside.
now that the focus is off of them and they're alone--connor is both excited and feeling slight anxiousness at what comes next.]
We...did it.
[it comes out in a low murmur, like a rushed exhale of artificial breath as he finally lets go of gavin but doesn't pull away.]