It's been a cold comfort that out of all the Freelancers here, or the ones who had been here for any amount of time, Texas was the only one she hadn't been able to keep a step ahead of before the end. She had watched on the screens as her former teammates had systematically isolated and terminated the group she had defected to, but all she had to do was keep running at that point. 'Course, that didn't work out too well for her in the end.

"It has."

Connie eyes track the change in his posture, unconsciously feeling the tension in the pit of her stomach wind tighter as he stands there. She doesn't know what sort of new tricks he might have in this world, but this is her turf, and she's got plenty of ways to get out of a sticky situation if she needs to.

Letting out a soft sigh, she leans forward to reach for another log to throw on the fire as she gives the empty seat not too far from hers a tip of her head.

"Seat's free if you want to join me...clear the air a little."