[Leaning against him, she can probably feel the beat of what keeps the Thirium pumping in his veins. The strange, orchestrated movements and vibrations of parts working in tandem with each other, all of which makes up an android. All of which makes up Connor.]
You don't need to thank me. I'm just a friend wanting to help another friend.
[He moves towards the open door, entering her room. Connor crosses over to the bed, and gently sets her down. Then his hands go towards the edges of the sheets.]
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You don't need to thank me. I'm just a friend wanting to help another friend.
[He moves towards the open door, entering her room. Connor crosses over to the bed, and gently sets her down. Then his hands go towards the edges of the sheets.]
Do you want to be covered?