[He isn't the only one who will be in need of a module to figure out wtf had just happened. Hank concludes it could just be all that CyberLife programming and how androids shouldn't get days off or some shit.
Too bad that also made no sense.
Just something to mind, he notes to himself, even as Connor's LED returns to normal. It's almost like nothing had happened, apart from his still surprised look. A sip of his shitty coffee would have been good right about now. He'll just ease back to his usual mannerisms as much as Connor was doing the same.]
This isn't just an excuse to make me walk all around the city, is it?
[That's at least enough to help Connor ease more out of that uncomfortable feeling, whatever it was. He smiles very slightly, tilting his head at Hank for a moment before he glances between the food he's preparing and the coffee.]
Well... what else would you be doing?
[Sitting at home, reading and listening to the radio? Even if Connor understands that relaxation is an important part of human experience, it seems like kind of a waste of an entire day off.]
Honestly? Sit here, grab a book or two and and listen to the radio.
[If he knew that Connor had guessed that, he would have some sort of epiphany about his habits.]
So yeah you probably have a better idea of what might be fun to do. Knew Detroit like my back pocket, guess I should start tryin' to do the same thing here.
[He needs to find himself another illegal gambling ring and a chicken sandwich operation, clearly.]
[Arguably better than Hank at this point, since he had a better memory than the human of what he might have done on a certain day. His lips curl into a brief snicker.]
Right. Guess it just means we have to combine our powers together or however you wanna call it. You suggest things, I'll let you know if they'll be fun.
[Hank liked his job well enough, but had been doing it for over 30 years.]
[Their "powers"... it's an interesting way to word that, but Connor smiles a little nonetheless. He supposes there is something to humans that makes them a little supernatural occasionally, compared to an android like himself.]
I'm sure we'll make a good team.
[But that will come after Hank has his breakfast and a proper cup of coffee—neither of which will take much longer to get ready, thankfully. Besides, Connor is looking forward to the day too much to dawdle where it's not necessary.]
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Too bad that also made no sense.
Just something to mind, he notes to himself, even as Connor's LED returns to normal. It's almost like nothing had happened, apart from his still surprised look. A sip of his shitty coffee would have been good right about now. He'll just ease back to his usual mannerisms as much as Connor was doing the same.]
This isn't just an excuse to make me walk all around the city, is it?
[From the smile he has now, he's back to joking.]
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Well... what else would you be doing?
[Sitting at home, reading and listening to the radio? Even if Connor understands that relaxation is an important part of human experience, it seems like kind of a waste of an entire day off.]
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[If he knew that Connor had guessed that, he would have some sort of epiphany about his habits.]
So yeah you probably have a better idea of what might be fun to do. Knew Detroit like my back pocket, guess I should start tryin' to do the same thing here.
[He needs to find himself another illegal gambling ring and a chicken sandwich operation, clearly.]
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I still think you have more of a conception of "fun" than I do, but it does seem like I'm a little better at finding new things.
[He finds their job fun, after all. Hank probably doesn't consider that enough of a hobby or interest to "count."]
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Right. Guess it just means we have to combine our powers together or however you wanna call it. You suggest things, I'll let you know if they'll be fun.
[Hank liked his job well enough, but had been doing it for over 30 years.]
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I'm sure we'll make a good team.
[But that will come after Hank has his breakfast and a proper cup of coffee—neither of which will take much longer to get ready, thankfully. Besides, Connor is looking forward to the day too much to dawdle where it's not necessary.]