[It's an echo of what Miguel always used to say. The way he used to touch his fingers to Connor's cheek and say People think you're an asshole because you're innocent and you're trying to protect yourself. The way he was so sincere in his belief that Connor was good.]
. . . Can I kiss you?
[Like most things Connor says that seem to have no lead up, there's a whole internal process going on here: he's not entirely sure how much of his feelings are just being installed over the gaps in his memory like some kind of bizarre bugfix. That's. He doesn't want that to be the case, but he's so, so afraid that's all it is. He's so afraid this is another way his own brain has discovered to screw him over.]
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. . . Can I kiss you?
[Like most things Connor says that seem to have no lead up, there's a whole internal process going on here: he's not entirely sure how much of his feelings are just being installed over the gaps in his memory like some kind of bizarre bugfix. That's. He doesn't want that to be the case, but he's so, so afraid that's all it is. He's so afraid this is another way his own brain has discovered to screw him over.]