He still remained close to the floor, putting on his socks and shoes before doing anything else. As he finished tying his shoes, Connors looked up, to Chilton offering him a bottle of water. Almost instantly, Connors grabbed it, grateful expression on his face, as he unscrewed it and started to drink. He smiled warily at Chilton, setting the bottle of water down to work on his shirt.

"Give me just a moment-" As he slipped the shirt over his head, Connors quickly grabbed the rest of his belongings (wallet, house keys, communicator) from a neat little pile he had made, quickly putting them back in his pockets. "All right, I'm ready."

Standing up, he picked up the bottle of water and waited, expectantly, for Chilton to make his move.