At least Connor didn't mind the staring. It's happened often enough. No, it was everything else about Markus that was uncomfortable, but at least it wasn't the staring.
"Quick enough," Connor said. "Or at least stall things long enough to deal with the situation." Honestly, he has no idea what the plan is for after Markus is taken care of. He knew the government was getting impatient, he knew Cyberlife was impatient. And scared, impatient humans never went well for whatever the cause was.
"No," Connor said and for the first time, it's an honest, straight answer. He's not mad. He's not sure he's ever been really mad. It was one of the feelings that human him had felt that he just....didn't. It had been completely foreign. "My purpose is to be an investigator. That's what I do. Even given a choice, I'd choose it." Which, well, was also another truth. Even human, it's what he choose to do.
The question is, has what he been doing been an actual investigation?
"I'm a prototype. I perform my test run. Once I'm done, whether I fail or succeed, I'm studied and whatever works is kept and whatever didn't is discarded for the final product," he said. "And I'm-"
He drops the coin.
He looked down, staring as the quarter hits the floor and rolls away several feet, looking confused such a thing even happened. He doesn't even notice how his hand shakes. Slight, very slight, but more than enough to throw off the calibration.
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"Quick enough," Connor said. "Or at least stall things long enough to deal with the situation." Honestly, he has no idea what the plan is for after Markus is taken care of. He knew the government was getting impatient, he knew Cyberlife was impatient. And scared, impatient humans never went well for whatever the cause was.
"No," Connor said and for the first time, it's an honest, straight answer. He's not mad. He's not sure he's ever been really mad. It was one of the feelings that human him had felt that he just....didn't. It had been completely foreign. "My purpose is to be an investigator. That's what I do. Even given a choice, I'd choose it." Which, well, was also another truth. Even human, it's what he choose to do.
The question is, has what he been doing been an actual investigation?
"I'm a prototype. I perform my test run. Once I'm done, whether I fail or succeed, I'm studied and whatever works is kept and whatever didn't is discarded for the final product," he said. "And I'm-"
He drops the coin.
He looked down, staring as the quarter hits the floor and rolls away several feet, looking confused such a thing even happened. He doesn't even notice how his hand shakes. Slight, very slight, but more than enough to throw off the calibration.