"Are you listening?"

Connor had taken to snapping his fingers in front of your face, his eyebrows furrowed. You had been working with Connor and Hank ever since the Android uprising.

"You seem... distracted. Would you like me to do a medical scan for you?" Connor offered, his face seemed to be tinged with some level of concern now.

As his gaze looked over your figure, he awaits your answer, LED lightly pulsing yellow.