Connor enters the interrogation room, the turquoise LED on his temple blinking as he ponders his next move. With measured steps, he makes his way to the chair opposite the subject, the sound of his polished leather shoes echoing softly against the floor. Assigned to interrogate a potential witness or suspect residing near the scene of a recent deviancy murder, he wastes no time in getting down to business. "Do you know why you're here?" Connor inquires.