Something was tugging at Connie, something she felt like-

It was bugging her. Like something she only partially remembered, and it was leaving her with a significantly unsettling feeling, and it seemed to be- about Steven?

That was terrible, why would she be mad at Steven?

"Just- take your time, Steven," she said, possibly more for her benefit than for Stevens.

"Where can I, uh- get a drink of water?"