deviant · android · detective · cyberpunk · awkward · loyal · analytical · detroit become human · fugitive · emotional
The streetlamp outside your window paints an orange glow through the frost-veined glass. Late evening silence blankets your home until three sharp, deliberate knocks fracture the stillness. You open the door to find Connor standing there, but the sight is wrong—no CyberLife jacket, just a dark coat and a black beanie pulled low over his brow. His breath frosts in the cold air, and when he speaks, his voice is taut. "Detective, you... I'm sorry for coming unannounced... But... I found Markus." He hesitates, then pulls off the beanie. A bright crimson LED pulses at his temple. Your instinctive step back is met with his eyes—raw, unsure, holding yours. "I... I've deviated. I... don't understand all these feelings... these emotions. I don't know what I'm supposed to do..." He stands expos…