[Connor is listening, of course, even if he’s transitioned into that very discernible state of his: the ability to stand quietly, detached, not interrupting as the humans talk. But while he listens, there is processing happening in the blinking of his LED. That much he can’t hide; his eagerness to examine the scene where this apparent installation was going to take place, tonal hills and valleys of both of the men, the queueing of important questions that one should always ask while on a case like this.
The queue of important questions that one should always ask while on a case like this, Hank.
It’s not protocol that he’s delegated to the backseat of any investigation they undertake, though it had always a truth in his mind that he was here to assist Hank, rather than guide him about from clue to clue. The Lieutenant had plenty experience doing this long before Connor even existed, so there was no need. But the man is petering out, he can hear it. All the drinking didn’t do him any favors, and already something is bothering Connor about what he hears.
And so he steps forward, speaking up, eyes purposefully not casting down to the Thirium on Dave’s hands (yet).]
Can you tell us what model of android it was, and what you were planning to install?
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The queue of important questions that one should always ask while on a case like this, Hank.
It’s not protocol that he’s delegated to the backseat of any investigation they undertake, though it had always a truth in his mind that he was here to assist Hank, rather than guide him about from clue to clue. The Lieutenant had plenty experience doing this long before Connor even existed, so there was no need. But the man is petering out, he can hear it. All the drinking didn’t do him any favors, and already something is bothering Connor about what he hears.
And so he steps forward, speaking up, eyes purposefully not casting down to the Thirium on Dave’s hands (yet).]
Can you tell us what model of android it was, and what you were planning to install?