[Ah… well. It’s a strange text, one that Connor searches for a purpose in, without immediately assuming it’s for the sake of cheering him up. He’d argue that he doesn’t need it. That the failure of their last mission is unsatisfactory but not the sort that mars his mind, his programming.
That’s not completely true.
But the request sends his LED spinning, a dangerous concept for this android to circle around — the idea of want, of what he would do if he could choose to do anything at all. Anything beyond the confines of obligation, of adhering to a purpose that’s been upended from them upon their arrival here.
There’s a long delay.]
I’m… not certain.
Do you still wish for me to meet you in twenty minutes, or do you require a more straightforward answer first?
no subject
That’s not completely true.
But the request sends his LED spinning, a dangerous concept for this android to circle around — the idea of want, of what he would do if he could choose to do anything at all. Anything beyond the confines of obligation, of adhering to a purpose that’s been upended from them upon their arrival here.
There’s a long delay.]
I’m… not certain.
Do you still wish for me to meet you in twenty minutes, or do you require a more straightforward answer first?