[It's a small wonder, so very minuscule in the face of their troubles right now. Maybe they can question it later; maybe Markus can relay to Arthur someday the oddities of a man named Elijah Kamski, and the novelty of being built by such an individual.

Later, when they're not in such a shape.

They have decent clothes now, at least, meaning that they might pass as human without drawing too much attention. When Markus looks at Arthur again, mismatched eyes are hardened by determination.]

There's a place called Jericho; a safe haven for androids like us. Some of the... others in the junkyard showed me where we could begin, and how to find it.

Hope you like looking at street art.