It was another dodge, but he'll let that one slide. It was close enough to a real answer, this time, and Markus shook his head, still watching him. There was nowhere else to look, really, and that wasn't a bad thing. It just meant he put more focus on Connor then on anything else in the area, which hopefully wouldn't make him uncomfortable.

Or maybe it would, in their own uncomfortable not quite feelings but also feelings kind of way. It was guesswork, when it came to what would cause deviancy. Obviously, Markus had not made a formal study of his 'oddity', he was just going with it. Like if he thoiught about it too much, thought about it too hard, it'd become a problem. Because it didn't make sense, unless you knew what his home life had been like.

"Not as quickly as you might think." He would have to agree with Connor that they would fall apart, but not before certain things got done. That's what happened when you had other people to back you up in this regard. He might be the leader, but he had subordinates. It was a problem getting those subordinates to agree on things, though. That's where things might get stalled, in Markus' opinion.

"And doesn't that make you mad?" Markus asked, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. "To know that that's all they expect you to do? Cyberlife created you for a purpose, but you outgrew that purpose long ago." He paused.

"You're a very conflicted person, Connor. That's easy enough to tell. I can help you with that. Tell me, what happens if you find out the cause of deviancy? What happens then? What happens to you? Does it worry you?"