In a sense. Back home, if I were mortally wounded my consciousness would be uploaded into another body.
[Which isn’t the case here. So he should be careful, but...
Hank wouldn’t want him to die for nothing, no. But Hank also wouldn’t want him to stand by and watch someone get hurt.]
No. [Connor looks down at Curtis’ sleeping form: the steady rise and fall of his chest. That uneven line of stubble across his jaw.]
Perhaps we should switch places. [It’s a suggestion that pings him as wrong, somehow.
No, it seems he doesn’t want to move at all.]
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In a sense. Back home, if I were mortally wounded my consciousness would be uploaded into another body.
[Which isn’t the case here. So he should be careful, but...
Hank wouldn’t want him to die for nothing, no. But Hank also wouldn’t want him to stand by and watch someone get hurt.]
No. [Connor looks down at Curtis’ sleeping form: the steady rise and fall of his chest. That uneven line of stubble across his jaw.]
Perhaps we should switch places. [It’s a suggestion that pings him as wrong, somehow.
No, it seems he doesn’t want to move at all.]