The scant amount of information that Jerry was sharing meant nothing to Dig. He was an independent contractor, and was merely here to help facilitate the extraction of intel. So while Jerry screamed, blubbered, begged, and melted...well Riley was perfectly content to stand there and discuss something that actually held a little of his interest. Plus damn if Nori didn't smell fucking good. When she chimed in about her book he offered a nod, fully understanding how work tended to get in the way of recreation.
"Perhaps I will have Izzy order some take out and bring it home next time she is working." When Nori complimented his work, and started to touch herself again Conners just winked at her for a second before flashing her a devilish grin. "Why thank you. I'll admit it's interesting to work with an audience. Most of the time, well it's just me and the dead...or soon to be dead, like Jerry here."