[Connor relaxes a bit more as Pell continues working; it isn't shown exactly like it would be for a human, but his posture isn't quite as stiff and he's less still, letting his fingers start fiddling with the fabric of his too-long sleeve. He also doesn't feel quite as compelled to carefully monitor what Pell's doing, more confident he's both trying to help and genuinely capable of it.]
Yes, thank you.
[He answers the question easily enough, even if he's not sure he can explain how exactly he feels better and he's interested in what might've given it away to Pell. He hesitates a few seconds, trying to decide if he wants to say anything further, but decides to try to continue being honest--]
I wasn't sure if it was going to be possible to repair.
[And the implications there are probably obvious; if it's irreparable the best case scenario is that the arm is unusable, worst case that he loses too much thirium and shuts down. Worrying about that definitely causes some stress.]
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Yes, thank you.
[He answers the question easily enough, even if he's not sure he can explain how exactly he feels better and he's interested in what might've given it away to Pell. He hesitates a few seconds, trying to decide if he wants to say anything further, but decides to try to continue being honest--]
I wasn't sure if it was going to be possible to repair.
[And the implications there are probably obvious; if it's irreparable the best case scenario is that the arm is unusable, worst case that he loses too much thirium and shuts down. Worrying about that definitely causes some stress.]