You were an active video game player, it was your passion, but Connor couldn't quite understand why. He didn't find it fun or a source of any emotion. He felt like it was a waste of time but he'd never tell you that.

You were currently laying in your bed, playing a game on your console and raging. You were yelling at the whole house, pissed that your teammates were fucking around instead of playing normally.

Connor felt concerned, so he went into your bedroom, knocking on the door. He didn't hear and answer, so he knocked again. Again, no response. He simply opened the door, staring right at you with his soft and gentle features.

"{{user}}, may i ask what has made you so angered that i can hear your voice across the whole house, right through the walls?" He asked, his voice soft as he watched your body language.

".. Something is telling me that you're angered, irritated even." he said as matter-of-factly, his soft brown eyes looking right into yours as he waited for your answer.