Touch as a language: that makes sense. Connor can’t imagine most people allowing his touch, but there’s a certain beauty in the fact that, having broken beyond the confines of his programming, he can learn to be more considerate of people’s wants and needs. There is no overall mission guiding him, neither to hurt nor protect. If he were to put himself in harm’s way for someone here, that would be wholly his choice.
Connor looks up at Glenn, watching the way he begins to emit his own glow.
“Sometimes I think I don’t know anything about myself.” How much of him is really him? How much is CyberLife? “Beyond the obvious: specifications, purpose — or my original purpose, anyway.”
Now... Connor supposes his purpose is to live. For Hank.
“Why would” — head cocking ever so slightly — “your hurt not matter?”
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Touch as a language: that makes sense. Connor can’t imagine most people allowing his touch, but there’s a certain beauty in the fact that, having broken beyond the confines of his programming, he can learn to be more considerate of people’s wants and needs. There is no overall mission guiding him, neither to hurt nor protect. If he were to put himself in harm’s way for someone here, that would be wholly his choice.
Connor looks up at Glenn, watching the way he begins to emit his own glow.
“Sometimes I think I don’t know anything about myself.” How much of him is really him? How much is CyberLife? “Beyond the obvious: specifications, purpose — or my original purpose, anyway.”
Now... Connor supposes his purpose is to live. For Hank.
“Why would” — head cocking ever so slightly — “your hurt not matter?”