[Ai Thao mutters to herself as she lays her hand against the forehead of the man laying on her couch. Some hair is brushed away idly from his forehead.]
Multiple pulses too...
[The knitted throw blanket is pulled halfway up his chest even though it wasn't a particularly cold day, but some part of her wanted to cover him up for the illusion of security once he wakes up. Getting up from her knees, Ai clasps her hands together, squeezing, trying to gather her bearings for this unexpected turn of events.
It was supposed to be like any other day, any other weekend, in the sense that her usual days would be peppered with visits from an android from an alternate future of Detroit, Michigan. But the atmosphere felt different around the alleyway where their doorway was. Just to be sure, Ai had discharged more energy into it to make sure it was stabilized, but nothing was out of the ordinary (so to speak) otherwise.
That was until Connor exited the door and collapsed in front of her. She had to carry him to her apartment, no easy feat with her size compared to his height and trying not to attract the notice of any onlookers. Throughout that slow trip, she felt a different sort of weight, some warmth, a different feel to the skin around him and how he actually breathed through unconsciousness. But when Ai set Connor on the couch and REALLY took a look at him, she finally noticed.
His LED was gone.
All she can do is wait to see if he woke up. To see if her suspicions were confirmed.
ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ
[Ai Thao mutters to herself as she lays her hand against the forehead of the man laying on her couch. Some hair is brushed away idly from his forehead.]
Multiple pulses too...
[The knitted throw blanket is pulled halfway up his chest even though it wasn't a particularly cold day, but some part of her wanted to cover him up for the illusion of security once he wakes up. Getting up from her knees, Ai clasps her hands together, squeezing, trying to gather her bearings for this unexpected turn of events.
It was supposed to be like any other day, any other weekend, in the sense that her usual days would be peppered with visits from an android from an alternate future of Detroit, Michigan. But the atmosphere felt different around the alleyway where their doorway was. Just to be sure, Ai had discharged more energy into it to make sure it was stabilized, but nothing was out of the ordinary (so to speak) otherwise.
That was until Connor exited the door and collapsed in front of her. She had to carry him to her apartment, no easy feat with her size compared to his height and trying not to attract the notice of any onlookers. Throughout that slow trip, she felt a different sort of weight, some warmth, a different feel to the skin around him and how he actually breathed through unconsciousness. But when Ai set Connor on the couch and REALLY took a look at him, she finally noticed.
His LED was gone.
All she can do is wait to see if he woke up. To see if her suspicions were confirmed.
Something about him changed.]