[On the other end, Connor was looking at his own blades as well as the sharpness of his tomahawk. He had all his arrows in his quip, bow arched over his back.

He was quiet for a few moments before deciding he should actually answer Desmond. That was because he tried to find the best way to answer.]

I was ready to go alone.

[After all, he was used to doing everything alone too. His duty wasn't for anyone else to carry, his burden and his alone: a motto he lived by, with his own stubborn attitude.

He remember when he received a message from Shiek and his own troupe, information here traveled and with that, people were more and more curious. It was hard for him to admit, and it took some heavy pushing, but it really brought something into clarity.]

The information and rumors are spreading like a wild fire through the campus, and into the minds of many.

If I go alone, and come back with more information, how many more will become curious, Desmond? If I refuse the company of students and staff, I...do not believe them to be stifled as to want to go inside regardless.

If the danger rings true, how many would harm themselves?

[Pause, basically he's saying that i]

You, Gordon, and I can hold ourselves fine; but the others that wanted to go, I am not sure.