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[bleps]

No. Not crazy.

[Unbelievable, yes. But he’d not disparage this information she was generously giving him by labelling it “crazy”.]

...Though I really don’t know where to even begin, regarding what to ask next. [But he’s trying.] Are these… Greeds a threat to regular people? The ones that can’t utilize your kind of power.

[flyingsolos]

Kind of. Like I said, the Eclipses form around people with really strong emotions-- usually negative. They can drag innocent people into them, and that's why we have to take care of them before that happens.

Because for people who can't fight like that? It's definitely not a good thing to be pulled in.

[bleps]

What happens to them?

[He can probably draw obvious inferences, but he asks anyway. Because that sounds ominous.]

[flyingsolos]

They're never seen again.

[bleps]

[Right. Definitely ominous.]

So what causes these... anomalies where you're from? I know you said strong emotion, but strong emotion obviously exists in my world, too. [not from him but you know] And we have nothing like that.

[He realizes this is a question that might not have a real answer, but he asks anyway.]

[flyingsolos]

... It's a little complicated.

[ And he won't even have to analyze her all that much, from the way her eyes darken. ]

[bleps]

[No, he definitely doesn't have to. Not with a look like that, which once again implies nothing good.]

...The sort of complicated you don't want to speak about?

[flyingsolos]

... Yeah. Maybe when I'm feeling a little more energetic.

[ That time is not now. ]

[bleps]

Right.

[Duly noted. Connor is a curious and sometimes nosy android, but he also knows when to not push for more information -- when he's outside of the interrogation room, at least.]

Some other time, then. May I ask something else?

[flyingsolos]

Fire away.

[ with a hand flap, no less. ]

[bleps]

You mentioned seven or eight people who had similar abilities as you. Are any of them current members of the Circle?

[flyingsolos]

Only one. It looks like the rest are back home.

[ ... hopefully. ]

[bleps]

I see. That's interesting -- and good to hear. That you're not alone in having been brought to this place, though I know... it isn't always something to wish for, that your friends or companions would be torn from their worlds the same way you have.

[flyingsolos]

... Yeah.

What about you, Connor? Any android buddies tag along?

[bleps]

I-- No.

[Android friends? What android friends. His LED flickers.

also since i'm pretty sure this thread happens before Hank shows up......]

I don't work very closely with other androids back in Detroit.

[flyingsolos]

At all? Did you just work with humans?

[bleps]

Yes. I was created to aid law enforcement, and often that meant that there was always human leadership of some sort at the helm when I worked.

Granted, my experience has been limited only to a handful of cases, though.

[flyingsolos]

That's still kind of incredible... I didn't even think about it, but an android would be a big help in a lot of cases.

[bleps]

Yes, it is.

[That’s not so much pride speaking as it is simple fact.]

The ability to process information faster, to scan crime scenes, to reconstruct actions taken by victims and perpetrators alike — it’s a true advantage in the field.

[flyingsolos]

Does that mean you can, like-- do DNA testing on the scene?

[bleps]

I can.

[He smiles a little; sits up a little straighter. He seems vaguely proud of what his capabilities once were.]

That is, I could. Before arriving here. I possessed the ability to test biological samples in real-time, while on the scene.

[flyingsolos]

...

Androids are seriously amazing, huh.

[bleps]

A product of human ingenuity. Made to be useful and to aid in their lives but, still... I'm glad that you think so. Not everyone shares that mindset.

[flyingsolos]

... People don't think you're useful?

[ why? Okay, them looking like humans might be a little strange, and she thinks it's sad that he apparently doesn't have emotions, but still. ]

[bleps]

There are some humans who would rather that androids not exist at all.

[He says it like it's a plain fact, because it truly is. There's been anti-android sentiment for a while yet; a fear of progress, a fear of change. A fear of autonomy, made manifest in Markus' growing revolution back in Detroit. One that Connor is no longer around for -- stopped time or otherwise.

He tries not to frown at the thought, focusing instead on the conversation at hand.]

It might be because we're too useful, honestly.