It is. . . odd. Usually Connor is beyond certain about what he does--from the moment of activation to when he finally opened his eyes he is sure about his actions. Now, well it doesn’t seem to be at that point. Being able to simply follow protocol and what was programmed in him felt so much simpler than having to decide his own course of action without an all encompassing mission to direct it all. What can he do with his life now? Connor sits by himself, still wearing the uniform he is so used to--the only difference is there are others around. Jericho, or what was left of it, is around, talking amongst the groups and helping those who need the help. Brown hued eyes gaze at the ground, before turning as Markus approaches. “Can I ask you something, Markus?” The android tilts his head to the side a bit.
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