[Connor remains silent as Hank speaks, his jaw clenched and gaze unwavering.
As tempted as he is to shut Hank out from the amulets—his curiosity gets the better of him. He needs to know what happened, so he narrows it down, only letting things through with a heavy filter to block out any of those human emotions that feel bizarre but somehow so familiar. But when it's over, Connor slams the proverbial door shut on that telepathic connection, enough to let the man know he's rejecting it.
He puts Hank in danger, due to becoming a deviant. That's what happens when he disobeys—people get hurt. He cannot let that come to pass.
Quietly but seriously, he confronts Hank's question with his own.]
[Wtf is this AOL shutting door bullshit noise sound suddenly in his head. A mental slap isn't something Hank expected due to being unaware of his leaking memories, and he reels backwards briefly when it happens. He manages to stand straight and cross his arms. It's a tense situation for sure.]
[And if deviants get in the way of that, he will stop them. He was created by humans, and he will do what he was designed to do. He will do it because they have lives and actual feelings, because they mean something. A machine... has no right to disrupt that, even if a human may not treat it the right way.]
It does, you damn idiot. But if you do that, you're going to have to accept that my intention is to make sure you get to be something more than just what they wanted you to be. No matter how long it takes here.
[This Hank is different. He's a man who's refusing to see what's right in front of him, and instead allowing a fantasy to cloud his vision. It would have been nice to see Hank regain his faith in something, to hope for something, if it had been anything else.]
Then I'm going to have to disappoint you.
[With that, Connor considers the conversation over. Plus... he's got more than a few things to think about and consider. He turns to the door, sending a glance in Sumo's direction before he steps towards the exit, his movements as calculated as always.]
[Whatever Connor things the conversation over, it's only when Hank decides that it is. He can't help but yell out a fuck before sitting down on the couch again, giving Sumo a pet.]
...
[He probably shouldn't expect the android to come back...if at all. That's going to be weird.]
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As tempted as he is to shut Hank out from the amulets—his curiosity gets the better of him. He needs to know what happened, so he narrows it down, only letting things through with a heavy filter to block out any of those human emotions that feel bizarre but somehow so familiar. But when it's over, Connor slams the proverbial door shut on that telepathic connection, enough to let the man know he's rejecting it.
He puts Hank in danger, due to becoming a deviant. That's what happens when he disobeys—people get hurt. He cannot let that come to pass.
Quietly but seriously, he confronts Hank's question with his own.]
Do you plan on getting in my way, Lieutenant?
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Wtf is this AOL shutting door bullshit noise sound suddenly in his head. A mental slap isn't something Hank expected due to being unaware of his leaking memories, and he reels backwards briefly when it happens. He manages to stand straight and cross his arms. It's a tense situation for sure.]Not unless you plan on harming others, Connor.
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[And if deviants get in the way of that, he will stop them. He was created by humans, and he will do what he was designed to do. He will do it because they have lives and actual feelings, because they mean something. A machine... has no right to disrupt that, even if a human may not treat it the right way.]
I would hope that means something to you.
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[Fucking CyberLife.]
It does, you damn idiot. But if you do that, you're going to have to accept that my intention is to make sure you get to be something more than just what they wanted you to be. No matter how long it takes here.
[This Hank is different, but just as stubborn.]
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Then I'm going to have to disappoint you.
[With that, Connor considers the conversation over. Plus... he's got more than a few things to think about and consider. He turns to the door, sending a glance in Sumo's direction before he steps towards the exit, his movements as calculated as always.]
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[Whatever Connor things the conversation over, it's only when Hank decides that it is. He can't help but yell out a fuck before sitting down on the couch again, giving Sumo a pet.]
...
[He probably shouldn't expect the android to come back...if at all. That's going to be weird.]
Shit, I need a drink.