[He can see it as Falco works through the facts. The moment that determination turns to understanding, the moment understanding gives way to pain.

He can still hear Connor's voice, dead and weary. The absolute certainty that this was just his life now, as if--]

{I take it something else had happened, but it's... Something Connor had alluded to, before. I'd forgotten about it altogether.}

[He'd forgotten and he wishes he didn't have to remember it now. There's still the question of how Ethan learned where -60 was in the first place, but he seems particularly reticent on that subject.]

{Sorry to drag you into this, Falco. I couldn't just leave him however he's been-- dismantled. I just... Also can't rely on my limbs for the work.}

[It twists in his gut to think about it. Connor doesn't even need a human sense of cruelty to slide into the logic of everything. The thought of it leaves him dizzy and almost lost to himself. The fact that he can't even so much as do the damn digging himself...

If he'd just remembered, if he'd given any kind of warning... How different would it be?]

{I'll take care of him. Whenever we find him. Based on the last we talked, that's probably... For the best.}