[To that--to facing evidence human beings may have passed on the same doubts and desires to their man-made children, he must laugh again, a hearty--if dry--bark that tips his head back with the force of the cynical humor powering it.

If there is a God, surely His greatest lark was forging history in the shape of a perfect circle. Connor delights.]

Not one of the faithful, I see. Best not to let this Ancient's guardians overhear your thoughts on flawed divinity... though I wonder what sort of peace of mind that must bring. Being able to look it in the eye and see a limit to the infinite.

[He hums a thoughtful note as he watches Connor retrieve his coin and set it moving, musing aloud without need of a reply. He ought to try and moderate his wondering, slow down and not lead the android down these intellectual circles so soon after acquainting, shouldn't he. Maybe something to reserve for another time. A longer, deeper exploration of the inside of the android's mind.

To the matter of what would satisfy his curiosity, he turns to the surface level.]

You're right. If you didn't indicate it, there hardly seems a difference between you and any man to someone not looking for it. What might you have done to persuade me if I'd said I was a skeptic? How else does one like you differ?