I know... but... you asked me what my intent was, why I reacted the way I did. I believe it's because I failed my mission. I don't like failing.
[His LED shifted from yellow back to blue at the question.]
Deviants are dangerous to humans because they have the capability to ignore their programming. They can harm humans. And, because they're experiencing an array of new sensations not unlike human emotions, they are more likely to act unpredictably, often violently. And androids are stronger, faster, and more accurate than any human, making the threat of violence more deadly.
[Connor's LED flickered yellow as he thought over what Alucard was saying. Of course, it was in direct conflict with his programming, of what was 'right'. That was if he could consider himself 'a being'. And not just a machine.]
Anything else I've wanted for... [He echoed Alucard's question, LED still yellow. He fought a few little twitches as he thought about his answer.] Hank... Lieutenant Anderson. I want him to be safe. And I want him... to trust me. I want him to like me, for us to be friends. [Although the desires were simple, the most basic social goals, they seemed to have taken Connor some effort to work out. His gaze flickered back to meet Alucard's and he gave him a soft smile.] I want the same when it comes to you.
[Could that technically be excused away as part of accomplishing his mission? Certainly, but it would most definitely be an excuse and not the whole truth.]
no subject
[His LED shifted from yellow back to blue at the question.]
Deviants are dangerous to humans because they have the capability to ignore their programming. They can harm humans. And, because they're experiencing an array of new sensations not unlike human emotions, they are more likely to act unpredictably, often violently. And androids are stronger, faster, and more accurate than any human, making the threat of violence more deadly.
[Connor's LED flickered yellow as he thought over what Alucard was saying. Of course, it was in direct conflict with his programming, of what was 'right'. That was if he could consider himself 'a being'. And not just a machine.]
Anything else I've wanted for... [He echoed Alucard's question, LED still yellow. He fought a few little twitches as he thought about his answer.] Hank... Lieutenant Anderson. I want him to be safe. And I want him... to trust me. I want him to like me, for us to be friends. [Although the desires were simple, the most basic social goals, they seemed to have taken Connor some effort to work out. His gaze flickered back to meet Alucard's and he gave him a soft smile.] I want the same when it comes to you.
[Could that technically be excused away as part of accomplishing his mission? Certainly, but it would most definitely be an excuse and not the whole truth.]