"I saw that girl on her knees in front of you and felt you goin' through the whole... thing. Whatever that was. And then we left you were worried I'd be mad at you again. Which is my own damn fault..."

He looks down into his cup, at his own reflection frowning back up at him unpleasantly. No, Connor shouldn't be the one looking guilty. When did he make Connor feel safe around him? Perhaps not until he threw a punch on his behalf.

"Sorry. I was uh... I was really happy you did that. Happier than I let on." But it seems like there might be another officer listening, so he decides to drink his coffee more quickly than he should. A hard swig and an exhale to try and get the heat out of his throat.

"You didn't fail shit as far as I'm concerned."