The door opened before Connor and Anderson even had the chance to announce themselves. Rachel looked surprised. She had obviously been expecting someone else to be here.
"Rachel, don't be alarmed. I'm Connor and this is Lieutenant Anderson. We're with the DPD and we've been looking for you. We need to talk to you and Mark."
As he spoke she stepped back slightly, shaking her head in disbelief. She didn't attempt to close the door, which Connor saw as a good sign. She just looked scared. Connor tried to be as nonthreatening as possible.
"Can we come in?"
A crash outside turned Connor's head. Someone had dropped a cooler and run around the corner.
"Connor, he's there!" Anderson yelled. He had his gun in his hands and was running. Connor made to follow, but was surprised to find himself knocked off balance. Rachel was screaming for them to stop, and had wrapped her arms around his waist. They both fell. There was a thick crack as Connor's head hit the pavement.
Sensory components were offline for a second, then started booting back up. Warnings were triggered, but closed down automatically an instant later. It was more than a little uncomfortable. As Connor booted back up, he ran a diagnostic. No major damage was detected. He waited for his audio to kick back in, and blinked a few times for visual. Anderson and the girl were both over him, looking concerned. Why were they concerned?
"-ou okay, Connor?" Hank finally cut in as Connor's audio went back online.
Connor nodded, slightly disoriented. He looked to Rachel who was apologizing again and again. She was clearly shaken, but not prone to running or attacking as far as Connor could tell. The deviant was surely gone by now.
"I'm alright." Connor said softly. His hearing was taking longer to fully come online than usual. He put a hand to the back of his head and found it slick with Thirium. "I think something got knocked loose for a second. I have to run a more detailed diagnostic later to determine full damage, but it's nothing imperative. I'm sorry I failed."
"I'm so sorry." Rachel repeated. "I... I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted you to stop. I just..." She shook her head. She looked like she was scared.
"Don't worry. CyberLife can fix him up pretty quick. We're gonna have to take you to the station, alright?"
Rachel nodded. She stood up from where she had been on the ground and watched awkwardly as Connor stood. He swayed slightly as his gyroscope re-calibrated, and she caught his arm. Anderson helped Rachel into the back of the car, then stopped next to Connor. "Hey, are you alright?"
Hank looked concerned. He was, of course, fine. He was still operational, and that was all that mattered. The discomfort of having a few minor warnings activated was nothing new to him, and he could easily manage. It was strange for the Lieutenant to be concerned in the first place.
It was odd to think of the Lieutenant being concerned for him. Connor could manage the damage warnings he could sense. They were minor damages, and he had faced worse before. As long as he functioned, he was fine.
The concern on Hank's face was odd, though. There was no reason for him to be-
"Connor."
"Yes, Lieutenant?" Connor asked, being pulled from his processes.
"Are you okay?"
"Of course, Lieutenant. The damages were minor, so yes. I'm fine."
Anderson didn't look convinced, but he didn't ask any further questions. He walked around the car and got in. Connor followed suit, making sure the girl was comfortable in the back before writing his report to CyberLife.
