"You're pardoned by the State of California, see that pretty girl with the blonde hair? Her name is Sophia. Go talk to her, she'll tell you the score 'n shit." Marshall said, talking to him through the opened window. He stepped back, opening the door for Conell to step out.

Conell couldn't contain his laughter when he heard Marshall's words, the coincidence was a hilarious one. Though he did hope it was just a coincidence. Still, it was pretty damn funny.

“Damn straight.” Conell smiled, stepping out of the truck. “Thank you good sir.” Conell spoke in a mock posh accent as he closed the vehicles door behind him.

Sliding his MP5 around to his back Conell made his way over to the young lady of whom he had been directed, doing his best to ignore the emotion and general trauma everyone else there seemed to be suffering through. Trauma and pain had been his life. Somehow though that made him even less comfortable with it. Now he just brushed it off. It seemed like that was all there was to do with it. Pain was just something to get through and often times it was quite fun to be honest, at least if the fight was a good one. Trauma though... Trauma was almost completely foreign. Something other people went through sometimes. Maybe during the process of becoming so emotionally disconnected over the years he had slowly lost the ability to acknowledge such mental pain. Who the hell knew. He certainly fucking didn't, and neither did the shrink pricks he had to see every now and then all throughout his young life... Young life. He was only twenty. He was still young.

Reaching the girl who was indeed pretty and did indeed have blonde hair Conell stopped, raising an eyebrow as he looked into her still pain filled eyes. Great, more emotion. Now probably wasn't the greatest time for her to be making choices. Or maybe it was. They had just lost manpower after all, maybe they needed a kid with a couple of psychopathic traits right about now. 

“Ello darling, you must be Sophia. I'm Conell. So, what is, how did he put it, “the score 'n shit?”.” Conell spoke, smirking.