Letting out a long puff of smoke, Connor looked out over the city, taking the opportunity the roof provided to take in the view. It really was amazing, in a weird kind of way. Just a month ago, the city had been overtaken by zombies. Not long before that, people were fucking in the stairwell. It was one hell of a city, that was for sure. He took another long drag on his cigarette, squinting at the lights beyond the edges of the Bathos roof, until a voice distracted him.
Glancing over at the strange hat-guy, he knocked some ash onto the rooftop. "Good, I hate innuruptin'." He smirked, letting out an amused snort. As he took another drag, he raised a brow, looking at the other man strangely. "Help?" he asked, head canting to the side. "Why'd I need help for?"