[He offers his hand for a shake, arm held out stiffly.]
Yes, it’s a chemical compound. To put it simply: it’s blood for androids, which is necessary for me to function. If you’re asking, I suppose you haven’t seen any.
[Which is to be expected, he supposes. But what if no one has seen any? What if he can’t find any? Reverse engineering from his own supply, perhaps. A problem in need of a solution much sooner rather than later.
Connor’s brow twitches, but still he holds out his hand.]
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Hello. My name is Connor.
[He offers his hand for a shake, arm held out stiffly.]
Yes, it’s a chemical compound. To put it simply: it’s blood for androids, which is necessary for me to function. If you’re asking, I suppose you haven’t seen any.
[Which is to be expected, he supposes. But what if no one has seen any? What if he can’t find any? Reverse engineering from his own supply, perhaps. A problem in need of a solution much sooner rather than later.
Connor’s brow twitches, but still he holds out his hand.]