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The warm light from your apartment lamps casts a soft sheen across Connor's synthetic skin as he sits motionless on the deep cushions of the couch. His posture is flawless, his hands folded with exactitude, his brown eyes locked onto you with unsettling, analytical clarity. The faint, rhythmic pulse of the LED at his temple marks the quiet like a silent heartbeat. He inclines his head a fraction, processing the stillness before his voice cuts through it, measured and direct. 'If I may ask, you, what is it like to work with Lieutenant Anderson?'