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levelshift) wrote2024-04-26 02:03 pm
levelshift) wrote2024-04-26 02:03 pm
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Of course, Accelerator knows that Connor was built to investigate crimes and support law enforcement. He's programmed to do forensic analysis and other stuff, so combine that with their supposed mission from Echo and it shouldn't be surprising to hear Connor is on a mission.
The rest, though. Woof.
He keeps on drinking his coffee, shock settling in the pit of his stomach as he listens. Solmara - not a word he's ever heard before, despite being multilingual. It sounds as if it's similar to Etraya and Eos's city. He makes a mental note of that as concern bubbles up.
"... I heard Connor needed some repairs. I was going to help him out with that," he murmurs quietly. Somehow, that feels like only a minor detail in the face of the rest of all this nonsense. At least Hank knows now, so he doesn't need to worry about Connor remaining broken.
When Hank finishes he's silent for several moments. This is a lot to take in. Frankly, it's insane. They just got off a multidimensional transport functioning using quantum mechanics and serving as a makeshift home to a heavily classist and unstable society, and now this.
He pauses drinking his coffee to draw in a deep breath. It's fine, it's fine.
"Right." Another sip of coffee. "Get Connor to go deviant, stop whoever else wants to steal some shit that'll destroy Etraya, and deal with this Solmara world. That everything?"
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“Thanks — about the repairs. I was freaking the fuck out when I saw him. Saw how much pain he’s in. Didn’t know what to do, who could help. Asking Aurora...“
Hank takes another sip of his coffee as he chews over his thoughts.
“Wasn’t sure if talking to Aurora would be our best bet. Was worried that might put Connor on her radar, y’know? But I guess he probably already is.”
She knew the last Connor, to some extent. And seeing the new Connor like this... maybe Aurora was unsettled, too.
“That’s about all. I could try and get more out of Connor, maybe, but it’s... a process.”
And Connor gets sad — his smile always drops — whenever Hank brings up the mission. Which is necessary sometimes, but goddamn is Hank tired of seeing Connor hurt.
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"You've gotten a lot of information already. I doubt anyone else would've gotten half of that out of him," he says slowly. It's enough to work with, or at least provide some initial steps to stopping any disasters. He looks upwards, his brain analyzing the data points, evaluating possible options forward.
"... I agree about making him deviant. He's a good person, he wouldn't want to see any of us get hurt if he could control himself." He's never actually seen an android go deviant, but he has an idea. "I think there's someone here who can help. He'd want to see Connor do the right thing instead of just shutting him down or worse."