"And there's a difference between not wanting to destroy something and having no inclination for causing unnecessary damage," he said. Yet another dodge, but he could pretend it was an answer.
"It could be forced to crash. You're an oddity. There's been deviants on the rise for months, but if you deviated during the altercation at the Manfred estate, you haven't been deviant even a week. You should be lost, uncertain. Instead you started all this almost immediately while other deviants were still aimless after much longer. If you disappeared, things would likely fall apart very quickly," Connor said. Which is part of why this was....bothersome. If not for the nature of Nautilus, he could end this. But he can't.
The coin tricks continued. Connor has never chosen to be still on his own. He did it when expected, but idleness didn't sit well with him. Caliberation was important and it helped focus his thoughts when he had too much data. And if he fidgets more these days, its because this place has a constant stream of new, chaotic data.
"Cyberlife created me for a purpose. I'm supposed to fulfill that purpose. If I can't, then there's no point in my operation." He remembered telling Hector all the ways a prototype investigator doesn't have a long shelf life. He fails, he's deactivated. He succeeds, his prototyping phase ends and they'll likely get rid of him for the final product. Or ge succeeds and androids everywhere are deactivated. He told Hector there were only so many options that ended well for the prototype.
That had been a broken human talking about his android partner. Now he's the android and its still true. There is a flicker of red in his vision and he shakes his head. It doesn't matter. He doesn't matter. "Everything I do is supposed to be for my function. To accomplish the mission. I need to find out what causes deviancy."
Re: Tell that to your emotions~
"It could be forced to crash. You're an oddity. There's been deviants on the rise for months, but if you deviated during the altercation at the Manfred estate, you haven't been deviant even a week. You should be lost, uncertain. Instead you started all this almost immediately while other deviants were still aimless after much longer. If you disappeared, things would likely fall apart very quickly," Connor said. Which is part of why this was....bothersome. If not for the nature of Nautilus, he could end this. But he can't.
The coin tricks continued. Connor has never chosen to be still on his own. He did it when expected, but idleness didn't sit well with him. Caliberation was important and it helped focus his thoughts when he had too much data. And if he fidgets more these days, its because this place has a constant stream of new, chaotic data.
"Cyberlife created me for a purpose. I'm supposed to fulfill that purpose. If I can't, then there's no point in my operation." He remembered telling Hector all the ways a prototype investigator doesn't have a long shelf life. He fails, he's deactivated. He succeeds, his prototyping phase ends and they'll likely get rid of him for the final product. Or ge succeeds and androids everywhere are deactivated. He told Hector there were only so many options that ended well for the prototype.
That had been a broken human talking about his android partner. Now he's the android and its still true. There is a flicker of red in his vision and he shakes his head. It doesn't matter. He doesn't matter. "Everything I do is supposed to be for my function. To accomplish the mission. I need to find out what causes deviancy."