Who Are You Really? // Private

[Leafwing12]

Elijah nodded. “He’s alive.” He said. He then stood up, setting the gun on the nightstand table. He glanced Hank over, frowning. He then kneeled down, helping Hank up and laid him down on the bed. “Alcohol induced coma. He’ll be fine but...” He trailed off, glancing him over. He sighed. “He has some serious emotional problems he needs to work on. I suggest he goes to a trained counselor who can help him work through any problems he has. Or else...I don’t know how much longer he’s going to last.” He said

[dannychan]

He looked down, more cling off and after a bit, there was the sound of glass breaking in the sink- he was getting rid of the alcohol, and rather aggressively.

[Leafwing12]

Elijah glanced over, his led turning a yellow color when he heard the smashing of glass. He frowned, slwoly moving out of the room, looking around before spotting Connor. He watched him curiously, but also with slight concern. “Connor? What are you doing?” He asked.

[dannychan]

He frowned. “Getting rid of the alcohol.”he stated.

[Leafwing12]

He watched him. “You can get rid of it, but that won’t prevent him from going out and buying more.” He said. He was silent for a moment before slowly approaching the other. “Connor you smashing bottles around, you’re going to end up hurting yourself by cutting your hand on a shard of glass.” He said

[dannychan]

He frowned. Lit doesn’t mAtter.” He grumbled

[Leafwing12]

He sighed. He glanced him over. Why was Connor so upset about this? Androids weren’t supposed to feel anything. But, Connor genuinely seemed upset about what happened. Elijah glanced him over for a moment. “You really care about him, don’t you?” He asked softly.

[dannychan]

he paused and nodded.

[Leafwing12]

He watched him, sighing. “Alright.” He murmured, looking down at the smashed beer bottles. “I’ll see if I can do anything to help him.” Elijah said

[dannychan]

he watched him. “thank you..”