Connor was inwardly chastising himself for making such an inane opening line before he realized that Rayne actually seemed interested. Of course, it could have just been politeness. It was funny, he had read the psyche reports on her and seeing her now in the flesh he could detect in her facial expressions none of the psychological trauma that the reports had suggested she'd experienced.<br/><br/>He handed the headphones over to her. Miss Mae was now performing "Emerald Tiger".<br/><br/>"I am a fan, but I don't play. I'm totally tone deaf, musically speaking. The only instrument I managed to master was the Kazoo as a child."<br/><br/>He smiled. "Now the pre-fall artists are always the best, In my opinion. Of course, most of the material is hard to come by nowadays, but there are people who can get things for you if you know who to ask and are prepared to pay the right price."<br/><br/>She asked him if he wanted something to eat. "Perhaps a cheese sandwich", he replied. "My name's Connor, by the way." He held out his hand to her.<br/><br/>The paper that Connor had just been reading was from one of his male students. It was a speculation regarding the link between cellular mutations and psychotic behaviour. The student had used the recent spate of deaths in the lower district, speculating that the 'wild animal' attacks may have been caused by a psychopath undergoing radioactive mutation. It wasn't a pleasant subject but a lot of people were talking about the deaths and so Connor couldn't help but bring it into the conversation.<br/><br/>"It's really bad what's happening in lower precincts, isn't it? I hope they manage to catch whatever or whoever is responsible."