Hank Anderson had just begun getting settled into his routine of having the RK800 android in his life and work. But he could have never expected a second android being forced into his care.
"I am model SPUTNIK100 made by the Russian CyberLife branch...
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Hank had woken up to a strange sight.
When he woke up at 3 in the morning with an unearthly thirst and made his way to the kitchen he was at first only able to makeout Connor's LED that spun yellow by the kitchen table. If Connor noticed him he made no indication of it as his eyes were glued to the book Hank had left for Katya. Connor was reading it with a certain intensity, reading sentences before replaying the conversation Katya had with Hank the day before, trying to make sense of the feeling that their exchange was significant. Hank looked over to the couch where Katya was sleeping with Sumo, her LED spinning a tranquil blue.
Hank mumbled something to himself about androids and their strange behavior. One was motionlessly reading in the dark, more like scanning and picking apart every sentence whilst the other was sleeping despite not needing to sleep.
Fuckin androids.
Hank thought to himself. He noticed this to be a phrase that he used more and more often since Connor's arrival. But there was a certain shift in tone this time. If he had said it aloud he would have certainly said it shaking his head with a smirk.
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Connor had finished the book at 6:36:05am when the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon. He sat for a moment, wondering what he should do now that he has finished reading the book, having slowly processed the information. He turns around from the table looking towards the sofa where Katya hadn't moved an inch since last night and Sumo was now lapping at some water next to the sofa. Connor sat watching as the dogs head perked up slightly at the small disturbance next to the kitchen and panted over towards Connor breathing heavily into his hand.
He managed a soft smile before petting the dog and looking back to Katya who was gently breathing in and out. How had she known about the book? That wasn't necessary to her mission and CyberLife tended to upload information that only concerned the purpose of the android. If she were a household android or perhaps an educational android, she would have had knowledge of the book.
Connor decided that she took a personal liking towards the book and they may have given it to her when she was in Russia and being tested before sent out for the mission. Still, she shouldn't have a personal liking towards anything. Connor certainly didn't. Did he? His LED began to spin yellow again as he thought about his personal likings. What did he like? He blinks a few times trying to separate his missions from the time he had spent with Hank and Katya and in the police station. He looks down at Sumo.
I like dogs.
Connor nods to himself, satisfied he was able to identify something that he likes. He was unsure how he knew that he liked dogs but he likes Sumo.
I like Hank.
Although Hank often sent mixed signals and was a rather difficult persona, still, Connor liked his company. He felt a little more full if that was possible.
