[It's slowly starting to ebb away, but the anger still hasn't dissipated fully, which is why her next words come out tense and biting. She knows it isn't really his fault, has an idea of what he was trying to do, but... It still sounds scathing when she says it.]
My brother killed himself three weeks before we all came here. So, yeah, you could say some unpleasant memories have resurfaced.
He was created to be a negotiator. An asset for law enforcement officials. To seamlessly integrate with the humans around him. But right now? Despite the millions of dollars spent on his creation — he doesn't know what to say. There's a moment of stunned silence, before he slowly settled on...]
... Your anger is justified. I apologize, it was never my intention to cause you distress.
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[Maybe, indeed. Connor pauses for a moment, almost as if he's unsure how to proceed after this... before he slowly adds:]
I'm sorry if I caused any unpleasant memories to resurface. [...] I didn't know.
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My brother killed himself three weeks before we all came here. So, yeah, you could say some unpleasant memories have resurfaced.
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He was created to be a negotiator. An asset for law enforcement officials. To seamlessly integrate with the humans around him. But right now? Despite the millions of dollars spent on his creation — he doesn't know what to say. There's a moment of stunned silence, before he slowly settled on...]
... Your anger is justified. I apologize, it was never my intention to cause you distress.
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[She can't quite bring herself to say it's fine, even as she fights to regain her composure.]
I know you didn't mean it.