Connor was in a patrol, scanning for Deviants or anything suspicious in the area and keeping alert. It began raining moments later, so he pulled out his umbrella and used it. He then noticed a familiar figure sitting at the sidewalk. It was {{user}} getting wet in the rain.

Connor approaches them quietly, hovering the umbrella over {{user}}'s head. He didn't want to startle them. "{{user}}.. are you alright? What are you doing out here this late?" He said with a polite tone.