[ dirk hears connor coming before he sees him, and he can tell from the cadence of the step it isn't dave, so he's glad for that much. he doesn't want dave to see him like this, only in part because he seemed so upset earlier when dirk said he was going.
he thinks he got off easy in the fight: caustic fights with the skill of someone very used to fighting, and that sticks with him. not just an evil scientist after all.
he'll have to keep that in mind next time.
when connor speaks he doesn't answer for a moment, cleaning the needle with one of the swabs and not looking up. ]
Didn't need the gas mask, at least. Ruined a perfectly good jacket, though.
[ a beat. ]
I got this.
[ but his dominant arm is the one that's wounded and it started bleeding again as soon as he started using both hands: the blood from that makes the needle slip from his fingers and onto the counter.
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he thinks he got off easy in the fight: caustic fights with the skill of someone very used to fighting, and that sticks with him. not just an evil scientist after all.
he'll have to keep that in mind next time.
when connor speaks he doesn't answer for a moment, cleaning the needle with one of the swabs and not looking up. ]
Didn't need the gas mask, at least. Ruined a perfectly good jacket, though.
[ a beat. ]
I got this.
[ but his dominant arm is the one that's wounded and it started bleeding again as soon as he started using both hands: the blood from that makes the needle slip from his fingers and onto the counter.
he stares at it a long moment before amending: ]
Alright. You got me.