[After a few minutes' driving in silence, Connor ends up turning on his stereo and running the shuffle of all of his music, hopping it back and forth between a little bit of everything, from old punk to jazz to metal, eclectic and a little senseless. His fingers tap restlessly on the steering wheel, only stopping when Sean speaks up again. It makes something in his chest ease up just a little bit.]
My partner, detective Reed. He's got him for now.
[Another one that he's told Sean about; a chauvinist, a bit of a cock, but his oldest friend from the time he'd first run away from home as a teenager. There's a thought to offer to bring Musubi to see Sean, but he doubts the man would accept it, no matter how he likes the dog. Too awkward, after all. It's just not a good time.]
now how to fix it bc connor is bad at this whole having feelings thing when it comes to his mission.
My partner, detective Reed. He's got him for now.
[Another one that he's told Sean about; a chauvinist, a bit of a cock, but his oldest friend from the time he'd first run away from home as a teenager. There's a thought to offer to bring Musubi to see Sean, but he doubts the man would accept it, no matter how he likes the dog. Too awkward, after all. It's just not a good time.]