Connor doesn't say anything or even look at him right away, but something about his manner says he's noticed the arrival. He finishes out the kata, kneeling, and gives Nick an absent nod. The bottle of scotch by his other swords is only a quarter empty, and he looks steady.
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Date: 2010-12-27 10:44 pm (UTC)"...Hey."