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( he's familiar with the concept of androids. he's also familiar with the concept of aliens with too-quick reflexes, but the light flashing on the side of this guy's head and the complete lack of sound and movement before jason had started sitting himself up is pointing him more in the direction of the former than the latter. jason's got one palm pressed down against the mattress, one leg over the edge of the bed while the other's still stuck on top of it, and his knife's still up, grasped carefully between fingers with his wrist held loosely--like he's considering throwing it. )

Anyone tell you it's rude to stare at people while they're sleeping?

( connor isn't in trouble for dodging. but connor is in trouble for managing to spook him. )