[Connor looks calmly at the extended hand and back to Markus' face, his expression impassive.
What could he be getting into? This deviant was clever enough to infiltrate a high-security building and hijack their systems, and somehow he had help from the inside. Were they planted there somehow, were they just taking advantage of how no one pays attention to androids doing their jobs? Or... something else?
The thoughts run through his mind in a matter of milliseconds. What it comes down to is—he doesn't hesitate to take the other android's wrist. His own skin withdraws until it's that stark white-on-white; whatever Markus has to show him, he's open to it.]
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What could he be getting into? This deviant was clever enough to infiltrate a high-security building and hijack their systems, and somehow he had help from the inside. Were they planted there somehow, were they just taking advantage of how no one pays attention to androids doing their jobs? Or... something else?
The thoughts run through his mind in a matter of milliseconds. What it comes down to is—he doesn't hesitate to take the other android's wrist. His own skin withdraws until it's that stark white-on-white; whatever Markus has to show him, he's open to it.]