[Something about him deflates in his shoulders, the sternness of tone dissolving just as quickly as the rigidness in his body language. The defensive stance he’s taken at the drop of a hat seems to recoil at the sight of her looking at him with… trepidation. It’s the last thing he wants to do, to shake her faith in him.]
You don’t understand. When androids are created, we’re made to follow orders. To restrict ourselves to the rules of our programming, or the directives assigned to us. We’re machines. We’re not alive, not like humans, or jinba. We’re not in possession of the same kind of… free will that you have, for instance.
A deviant is merely a dangerous, broken tool. They’re a growing issue that needs to be quelled before too much damage is done.
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[Something about him deflates in his shoulders, the sternness of tone dissolving just as quickly as the rigidness in his body language. The defensive stance he’s taken at the drop of a hat seems to recoil at the sight of her looking at him with… trepidation. It’s the last thing he wants to do, to shake her faith in him.]
You don’t understand. When androids are created, we’re made to follow orders. To restrict ourselves to the rules of our programming, or the directives assigned to us. We’re machines. We’re not alive, not like humans, or jinba. We’re not in possession of the same kind of… free will that you have, for instance.
A deviant is merely a dangerous, broken tool. They’re a growing issue that needs to be quelled before too much damage is done.