"There is no reason to not give him proper guidance and stability while watching after his physical health," Connor said. Which really is a staple for his arguments. There's no reason not to. No real reason to do so, but no real reason not to. It's not against his programming, and it's not like he's doing anything, just being idle.

It helps maintain his own self delusions that he actually cares a whole lot even as he tells himself he doesn't.

Connor walks along the river bank, headed towards the beach again. His mind drifts to the shotgun, the rush of something when he had done it. The cigarettes he could say he was human at the time, influenced by chaos and Nautilus and of course he could then. But the shotgun...he had been an android then.

"No," Connor said. And he finds himself curious if Markus could if he knew how it was supposed to work, but he doesn't ask.