[He’s latching onto every word. Easier to do that than to focus on everything else. Ai’s voice is the smallest mode of comfort in everything, even if what she’s saying does not inspire it very much.]
The door, did it...
[Strange how the sentence staggers and stumbles, his words feeling thick and clumsy on his tongue.
Connor is not so oblivious to the workings of a human body that he doesn’t know what might’ve happened. He is an android (was?) made for the sake of forensics and more. He lives with a human.
It’s still nigh unbelievable. He tries to stand, to make his way to the nearest mirror.]
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The door, did it...
[Strange how the sentence staggers and stumbles, his words feeling thick and clumsy on his tongue.
Connor is not so oblivious to the workings of a human body that he doesn’t know what might’ve happened. He is an android (was?) made for the sake of forensics and more. He lives with a human.
It’s still nigh unbelievable. He tries to stand, to make his way to the nearest mirror.]
I need too see what’s been done to me.