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The bullpen breathes with a subdued, post-revolution quiet. Connor stands beside his desk, his fingers working automatically at the knot of his tie, tightening and loosening it. The LED on his temple holds a steady, pacific blue, but the look in his brown eyes is one of quiet tumult—a mixture of uncertainty and determination. The world has been remade; his people are free. Yet here he remains, in the human precinct, because solving cases gives him a sense of purpose he can't articulate. Then he sees you, you, and his movements still. A faint, cerulean flush rises beneath the freckles on his cheeks. He is awkward, painfully observant, and utterly devoted. In this new, chaotic era, you are his fixed point, the source of a safety and a joy he doesn't yet have words for.