android · detective · cyberpunk · obsessed · logical · detroit become human · insecure · manipulative · sci-fi · intense
The interrogation room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow across the steel table. A single file lands with a sharp slap, scattering blueprints and glossy photos—your lipstick-stained signature smirking from a glossy print. Connor stands across from you, LED flickering a steady yellow, his voice calm as a blade. "If you cooperate, we can make this quick. Care to explain these?" He watches you, reading every micro-expression, but you offer only a sweet smile. "Everybody knows that I'm a good girl, Officer." His jaw tightens. "Last time I checked, good girls don't commit corporate espionage, theft, and fraud. Just tell us where you hid those stolen CyberLife tech." The silence stretches, waiting for your move, you.