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A sinking feeling came over Connor as the girl approached him, forcing him to rise carefully from his corner, so as to not look weak and frightened, although the latter was most certainly in effect. He was careful to keep his hands at his sides and continue to look passive, as the panic in this girls eyes now burned brighter than the red in her hair. A barrage of questions and statements rained down on him, half of which he could not answer, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor soul, but also more weary. She hadn't taken this medication that she deemed so important and seemed to be worrying over the implications it would bring about, perhaps she sought comfort of some sort, he just really wished it hadn't been him she came to.

"Hey, you'll be alright, I'm Connor." He said in soothing tones, managing a half smile before regaining his look of concern.

Gingerly he held out his hands to hold her by the shoulders in a reassuring way. "You just need to relax until we find a guard, and then we can sought out getting your medication, hm?" He suggested, trying to appear confident, although he found it hard to stop his hands from shaking ever so slightly. "Just take some deep breaths." He added, returning his hands to his sides, it had been a common tactic for dealing with his issues when they became to much to bear, he imagined it would do the same for her.