Connie holds him a little tighter as she tips her head into his palm, huffing out a soft, shaky breath at his question.

"Because I had the easy part of it. It...it was a mercy I was grateful for, and a terrible thing to ask of you. I know how much it would tear at me if it were the other way around."

It's no new nightmare for her. A variation of an old one sure, but a much kinder version. The robovirus would be a new thing to stress over but that's her problem, not Wash's.