"Hrmph." Connor grunted, staring as Tony threw the wolf into a chair. It didn't deserve a chair. He wished they could've just kept it rocked into the ground. That seemed more fitting for the beast. "Coulda just kept her on the ground, you know. Would've been easier that way." He muttered to himself, staring at the wolf with complete and utter distaste. He tried to keep himself awake for when Tony began pressing the wolf with questions. That would be fun to watch.

Connor's head turned to watch the small creature pad into the cave, and begin curling up into an opposing corner. That little thing was still a mystery to him. He had no idea what it was doing here, or what it even was. Seemed to have some sort of hero complex, maybe. Thought it always needed to do the right thing, or whatever it thought was the right thing. Also apparently enjoyed giving rants to the enemy about how they were so wrong.

Connor turned back to the wolf lady, still cradled by a stone corner near the entrance. Of course, he didn't care for her. At all. In fact, he'd preferred that they'd instead have caved her head in instead of keeping her to try to question her. But maybe her goal wasn't all that bad. Turning everyone back into humans. Of course, some people would suffer minor inconveniences, like the lack of flying. But at least then everyone would be equal again. No more giant behemoths ready to stomp on you every day.

He sighed, feeling his eyes becoming heavier. He tried hard to keep them open to watch the show, however. Maybe the wolf would begin blubbering up like a little baby. Maybe it wouldn't say anything at all, and then Tony would be forced thrash her head in with a rock. Whatever it was, it would be worth staying awake for it because he felt a special little hatred in his heart for that wolf. The smallest thing to actually take him down since the night of the mutation. The first thing that he couldn't just stomp and continue on.