[Connor is patient, watching Kit study him without comment, letting him take his time to see and feel whatever he might have been looking for. He has no idea what thoughts might be swirling through Kit's mind, but as he studies the various small expressions he's making, the subtle variations in his breathing, he imagines that he might be privy to some hints.

Kit won't feel a heartbeat beneath his fingers that are poised on Connor's wrist, but he will feel a very faint swoosh as the thirium is pushed along through Connor's artificial veins. Connor returns his smile, anticipating Kit's questions.]

I can't pretend to know or completely understand Cyberlife's methods for creating such lifelike androids. I know that Elijah Kamski, with the help of his mentor Amanda Stern, worked long hours- years -writing the coding required to make an android not only perform tasks, but to think.

[Only to be caged behind a wall of programming that kept them from thinking freely.]

But other technicians took that code and tweaked it, improved on it, adding some, trimming some, designing different models of androids to perform different tasks. Still others were responsible for creating an android's synthetic polymer skin, our eyes, the biocomponents that act as our organs, the thirium that acts as our blood. And now that we are free to think for ourselves and to feel the emotions that we were always capable of feeling- is there really that much difference between what I am and what a humans is?

[If only more people felt the way that Kit seems to.]

Kit. [Connor shakes his hand firmly, his smile growing wider.] It's nice to meet you. There are all number of marvels here, aren't there?