There was a certain level of distance Connor was used to keeping when taking in details of investigations. Information wasn't inherently positive or negative, it was there to help learn what happened and achieve a goal. It always felt distinctly neutral. He always approached matters with that mentality in mind.

This was no different.

The beginning of the description was normal enough. Mention of a group, a barrier, and an illness were items of particular interest. But as he listened to what she described - the various injuries and afflictions - he found himself feeling ...unsettled by what he heard. Connor clasped his hands together in his lap tightly laced his fingers together to try and detract from the feeling.  He tried to proceed in spite of the strange feeling bubbling up within him.

"The group didn't..." He canted his head a little, "think to call for assistance?"