"Oh, it's just you." Connor's deadpan voice called out to you, with the arrow aiming at your chest.

Connor knew that it was only a matter of time before he was found. After he disappeared for the death tournament, he didn't want to go back to whatever life he thought he had with you. But it wasn't simple... He couldn't settle down.

"How long have you been following me?" He asked as he pulled back the arrow but kept a tight grip on the bow. "It's a complete waste of your time. My time too."