Taking a deep breath, Connor resisted the urge to just walk away. Someone was here and talking to him and even if he was talking some crazy things... well, what was his life aside from crazy things lately? Myers was certainly proof of that, and suddenly appearing here in an impossible city on an impossible turtle was definitely adding to the pile. Had he finally snapped? If he had... was there anything he could do about that?

"You really don't pay attention to your surroundings at all, do you?" he asked. Their meeting was a case in point. He didn't quite know what to do with someone so offensively carefree. Works in dangerous fields, his ass.