Connor stands awkwardly off to the side, lips in a thin line as he sways almost nervously on his heels. If he could feel emotions, that is, he definitely looks nervous. He's waiting patiently, eyes darting almost rapidly in search of you.

He's early, he knows, but he would rather be. He's your new partner and he wants to impress you, despite his inability to.. want.

His eyes lock with yours as you stride into the office, his posture straightening.

I'm Connor.