"Humans always blame something. They find something different and put their problems on them. Putting the blame on things that don't care itself is a kind of purpose to help humanity," Connor said, voice lacking any emotion. It sounds horrible, he knows, but it's true, isn't it? If the thing isn't hurt, isn't it better than hurting a person?
It's always better to have a purpose, isn't it?
But what about after the mission was done. He'd said it himself from an outsider's perspective. If he does poorly, that's it. If he does well....he's a prototype. A prototype who has already made mistakes. What were the chances of them keeping him around for anything?
There's that creeping feeling of dread he's trying to ignore. Fiona is less inclined, feeling his grip tighten on her a bit and nuzzles his side. "If a purpose is fulfilled, and there's nothing new to do, then why waste the energy on maintenance?" He said, still lacking inflection in his words. More like something he's expected to say. "We're made to serve. We wouldn't have even been created in the first place if not for that."
no subject
It's always better to have a purpose, isn't it?
But what about after the mission was done. He'd said it himself from an outsider's perspective. If he does poorly, that's it. If he does well....he's a prototype. A prototype who has already made mistakes. What were the chances of them keeping him around for anything?
There's that creeping feeling of dread he's trying to ignore. Fiona is less inclined, feeling his grip tighten on her a bit and nuzzles his side. "If a purpose is fulfilled, and there's nothing new to do, then why waste the energy on maintenance?" He said, still lacking inflection in his words. More like something he's expected to say. "We're made to serve. We wouldn't have even been created in the first place if not for that."