[Voice Test] Connor & Peter - Seasons Greetings

[st_abilitylost]

Of every face that Connor’s internal database failed to recognize since the beginning of his short stay, the only source of familiarity was found in the inanimate statues of Mr. and Mrs. Claus mounted in the lobby. He recognzied then as symbols of generosity and goodwill towards all humanity, but something about the way the sculptor chose to craft their features seemed...off.

He didn’t have any business lingering and passing judgements on the craftsmanship but there was no lieutenant to bark at him for “spacing out” and it all left him at, for lack of a better phrase, a loss.

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[st_arkintern]

"They're kind of weird-looking," Peter says, as if he knew exactly what Connor was thinking.

He approached Connor from behind, hands tucked into his hoodie. He'd given the last one to Liz months ago and she wore it a lot -- especially during the winter months. Thankfully, the inn felt the need to provide on occasion and a few weeks ago, it provided him with a blue hoodie the same shade as Midtown's colors.

"They're just here for Christmas," he tells him. "They disappeared the day after the new year." Along the rest of the decorations.