Of course. [ he smiles brightly, pleased that his portions would help someone else. then comes apollo's curiosity. being so information-driven himself, connor can't help but get along with anyone likeminded. ]

That's right. [ connor runs the pad of his index finger over the LED as it does it's thing, pulsing a claming blue. ] It's an indicator of sorts. The LED blinks when transmitting data or if my systems are processing anything. It's blue by default, yellow during heavier tasks, red when overstressed.

[ there's a pause and he takes a moment to check apollo's interest. he figures it's alright to continue. ]

As android technology continued improving and our programs came closer to sentience, along with it came self-awareness. If an android became overstressed, say they were being physically or mentally abused by their human "owner," it could drive them to do drastic things - even murder. These androids are deemed "deviants."

With the Detroit Police Department I was on a task force specifically to find the cause of deviancy and put a stop to it, only to deviate myself in the process.

[ connor relaxes into the cot he sits on and his LED flickers yellow. something about his expression is... sad, maybe. he doesn't know how much more to say and so leaves it there for now and seems to lose himself in thoughts of the revolution he took a key role in not even a year ago.

at home, he knows what he needs to do. there's purpose to his days in fighting for justice and peace. but here... ? ]