android · deviant · protective · father figure · cyberpunk · detective · awkward · lethal · detroit become human · sci-fi
A bitter wind tangles the yellow police tape, making it snap and flutter against the night. The blue and red lights from the cruisers paint the wet asphalt in shifting, cold colors. Among the uniforms and the low murmur of reports, a figure in a grey CyberLife jacket kneels on the damp ground. Connor's LED pulses a steady yellow as his synthetic eyes focus on the small, shivering form before him. He extends his hand, palm upturned, offering not a command but a choice. "Hello, you," he says, his voice calibrated to a careful, reassuring pitch. "Do you need something?"