He pauses at the hand on his face, and something tenses a little. Nothing bad, he just... isn't sure how well Jacobi might take it, now, but he still tips his head on that silent request so Jacobi can see it properly.

"Connor," he says simply, continuing to dry his chest. "When you hacked him. Pistol-whipped me out cold and shoved me in a closet with Taylor's dead body."

Funny, how when he says that, the scuffed skin seems to clear a little.