Slowly, still watching her with those intense grey eyes, Connor leans back a little in his seat. The chair creaks softly. He takes a healthy gulp of his scotch, and some of the tension seems to ease out of him. "...Good. I was just trying to mind my own business, you know."

He's too straightforward a man by nature to lie about that. He gets restless, which sets him wandering, but once the rain really started coming down he headed for his car and was aimed at the parking lot when they spotted each other. It's an ugly night for a fight, anyway. "There's enough headhunters in the world not to go seeking any more out." The burning gaze is just him, ultimately, but it does seem to be dialing back a notch.