[He doesn't quite consciously realize it--introspection is difficult for people who have years and years of practice, let alone someone a few months old--but Connor's had so little control over his life that he's now fixated on keeping it, even in something as simple as a conversation. Being unable to predict and steer a discussion or interaction is distressing, and anger is the easiest way for that to manifest.
This entire encounter has just been a mess of confusion and floundering for him, and at the dismissal he has a momentarily intense urge to just pitch the shield right into the back of Ephemera's helmet. It's not like it would hurt Ephemera or likely damage the shield, and it seems like something that would be incredibly satisfying to do, but instead Connor clenches his jaw and reminds himself that it's a lot more useful to keep it. It's not like like he has to, he's choosing to.
But the decision to go with practicality, even as his own choice, isn't really making him feel better for some reason. Not for the first time, he regrets developing the ability to feel emotions.]
I've been telling you the entire time that I'd be fine.
[Shield or not. But fine--]
Come find me when you want it back.
[He'll put the work on Ephemera, and he'll feel satisfied with that. Theoretically. It isn't actually working.]
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This entire encounter has just been a mess of confusion and floundering for him, and at the dismissal he has a momentarily intense urge to just pitch the shield right into the back of Ephemera's helmet. It's not like it would hurt Ephemera or likely damage the shield, and it seems like something that would be incredibly satisfying to do, but instead Connor clenches his jaw and reminds himself that it's a lot more useful to keep it. It's not like like he has to, he's choosing to.
But the decision to go with practicality, even as his own choice, isn't really making him feel better for some reason. Not for the first time, he regrets developing the ability to feel emotions.]
I've been telling you the entire time that I'd be fine.
[Shield or not. But fine--]
Come find me when you want it back.
[He'll put the work on Ephemera, and he'll feel satisfied with that. Theoretically. It isn't actually working.]