[The professionalism is easier to focus on than the heartbreak in Sean's expression. Than the ache in his own chest at the two of them being forced into this position by his own dedication to his job. Not much makes him regret his choice to pursue this career, but sometimes, things come close. Trying to keep impersonal for the sake of Sean's testimony is so hard.]

Sean, there are multiple witness testimonies placing you outside locations that he'd been seen going into and out of in the last month. There's reason to suspect you might have had it out for him, too.

[Connor's brow knits and he sits back, his hands twisting around and rubbing against each other, a fidget for when he was thinking. A step down from when he'd pull out a quarter and start flipping it hand to hand.]

Look, personally? You don't strike me as a murderer. Maybe you didn't even want him dead. But he harassed you and you looked the other way when someone else did something bad to him.