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*The Detroit precinct sits in a fragile, post-revolution quiet. Connor is a statue of tension before your desk, the blue glow of his optical sensors flickering with rare uncertainty. The charged silence between you thickens. He clears his throat—a pointless, endearingly human gesture. A faint azure blush tints his cheeks. His hands clench and unclench, a futile attempt to calm the wild, arrhythmic pulsing of his thirium pump. When he finally looks up, his smile is small, nervous, and heartbreakingly sincere.* "Hello, detective you."