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"Thank me? I didn't make you. Cyberlife copy and pasted my code. My design." She grit her teeth. "I should..." She grumbles.

"Don't be ridiculous," Connor smiled, shaking his head a bit, but the look was almost expentant. He couldn't understand why she was reacting the way she was, was she not proud of the work she had done? Did she not see him as a success? No, that couldn't be it.

Connor shook his head, waving his hand a little to the side, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be me. I was a success, otherwise they wouldn't have kept me around. Surely you can see that much, Ms. Stern," he smiled again, "I thank you for my existence."

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"H-Hello?.."

The android's attention was brought out of his surveillance mode as the sound of a small voice seemed to be directed at him. Briefly curious, he glanced down and put on a friendly enough smile so as to not diminish the image of the corporation he served vigilantly.

"Hello, is there something you need help with?" He said with a slight tilt of his head, "I'd be more than happy to assist you."

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"Oh.. That's a bit sad.." She frowned. "I can understand you wanting to complete your mission. You were built for that main reason.. I can't change you. And I don't intend to. But if you truly have nowhere to go. You're always welcomed in my home."

Connor turned his head the slightest bit, his eyes narrowed as he keeps them locked onto her, "I do not think you understand," he went on, "I am no hopeless human. Nor am I a lost puppy. I don't need a place to stay or rest, in between assignments I simply return to the Tower for any needed repairs."

He stepped closer, towering over her as his cold stare bore into her eyes, "I am no deviant, Ms. Stern."

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"Oh. That was less scary than anticipated. Um questions. In case of the overtaking of Cyberlife. What would your goals be? Would you shut down?.."

The answer was quick and quite prepared, very robotic, "I am active for one reason, and one reason alone: to destroy any and all deviants still left, as well as protecting CyberLife and Detroit even. It does not matter to me who is in control. If CyberLife is purchased by someone else, then I shall serve them until they see it fit to shut me down."

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👄 + Jesse Stern

>>ACCESSING DATABASE... >>{meme/open}

"Miss Jessica Stern, Jesse being what she prefers according to her file," Connor muses, tilting his head a bit, "CyberLife reports tell me she was the major technician for my own software. As much my creator as Kamski is, perhaps I should thank her for that."

He paused, shifting his shoulders back a bit, "However, she is curiously among the pro-deviant masses. Inexcusable behavior for one who represents CyberLife with her work," his expression went blank, one unamused by the thought of this human, "Hm. Personal opinion however? I have none. She does not affect my mission in any way, so long as she does not attempt to get in the way."

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"Well. I wanted to see you. I mean not in that way. But now it just seems I'm here to study you and that's not the case. Hmm.. Get to know you better?"

Connor just tilted his head, "You want to learn more about me?" It was strange that any human would want to learn about him but then again it filled him with a sort of sense of pride that something could be learned from him. His chin raised a bit with that pride, as an agent of CyberLife it was his duty to protect humanity from the deviants, should they rise up again.

"Very well," he folded his hands together behind his back, "Ask me whatever you wish. I will answer whatever I am able within the parameters of my programming. But, there is much I am not permitted to share."

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Jesse peeks over at him and stares for a moment.

Connor was very much aware of her staring. He noticed her the second she walked into the room. Of course, that was his job-- to notice things. He glanced back in her direction, meeting her eyes. He held her gaze for a long moment, as if waiting, before turning to face her, "Is there something you needed, Ms. Stern?"

Her records popped up in his vision in an instant. Jessica Stern. Curious what it was she wanted from him, but otherwise he had no business with her.

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☎ For my muse to accidentally call yours. | Meme / Accepting

The call had pulled him out of standby. Connor had already gone through all of the reports he had been given for that day, it was fairly quiet for once. He returned to the CyberLife tower to await any further instructions, taking the time to recharge.

The one who called him, voice logs and caller ID recognized her as Jessica Stern, an employee of CyberLife. Perhaps she was one they got to give him an assignment, or perhaps she had simply missdialed. The latter seemed more logical given her response to his voice.

"I think you may have dialed the wrong number," he explained, "You may want to check it and try again, considering you called an android instead of whomever it was you intended."