[Virgil grins- oh, he's excited. The light in his eyes is brighter than it's been since he arrived. Oh he can't wait to take you apart. Or he'd love to. Maybe not now.]

[The young man strokes a thumb idly over Connor's temple, pressing a nail gently into the light but not trying to pull it out.]

Do you heal if someone cuts you?

[Like the terminator, though he doesn't know what that is.]