Even with half of Hank's face hidden, Connor can see the way his face lights up - and it makes him smile in turn. He'd resigned himself to not getting to see Hank until after the ball, probably after Hank gave up and went home and Connor got Karen back to her room. This is all he's getting, so he's going to cherish it.
"So did I." Connor shakes his head. He'd been hoping for a lot of things - surprise Hammerhead intervention, a horrible-but-not-too-horrible accident to befall the venue, that Jane maybe by some miracle would be a little bit more mature and reasonable than Hammerhead and Jane made her out to be - but none of them became reality. "It turns out I don't think there's anything that's going to get her away from here until this is over."
And he understands that Hank wanted this night - and he did as well, he's a little surprised to realise just how much he did. Now that they're here dancing, he can see them doing this much longer - just enjoying each other's company in silence with the music between them, maybe going to one of the quieter rooms to talk and have a drink, but even with the hundreds of people here, there might as well only be two.
Now Connor can feel all couple hundred people as keenly as if they're all watching him in that moment, and none so keenly as the one locked right now in a supply closet off the hall.
"Do you mean the big death symbols? Right, I got those." And, his skin retracting so briefly probably nobody notices, Connor sends the darker thought that it feels a little like being taunted.
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"So did I." Connor shakes his head. He'd been hoping for a lot of things - surprise Hammerhead intervention, a horrible-but-not-too-horrible accident to befall the venue, that Jane maybe by some miracle would be a little bit more mature and reasonable than Hammerhead and Jane made her out to be - but none of them became reality. "It turns out I don't think there's anything that's going to get her away from here until this is over."
And he understands that Hank wanted this night - and he did as well, he's a little surprised to realise just how much he did. Now that they're here dancing, he can see them doing this much longer - just enjoying each other's company in silence with the music between them, maybe going to one of the quieter rooms to talk and have a drink, but even with the hundreds of people here, there might as well only be two.
Now Connor can feel all couple hundred people as keenly as if they're all watching him in that moment, and none so keenly as the one locked right now in a supply closet off the hall.
"Do you mean the big death symbols? Right, I got those." And, his skin retracting so briefly probably nobody notices, Connor sends the darker thought that it feels a little like being taunted.