[...Sorry? Connor is unwittingly kind of good at that.]
Yes. In accordance with the American Androids Act of 2029?
[This time it's phrased as a question, just to make sure Kit gets it? But if he's unfamiliar with even the concept of mechanical men, then maybe he's farther back in time than Connor thought. He does note the renewed interest and the shrewd look in Kit's eyes as he's being studied for a second time, but once again, he tolerates the close inspection. There's something odd about this man, something different, and while it doesn't make Connor uncomfortable it does make him more aware, his sensors on high alert as what information he can ascertain without access to Cyberlife's servers begins to scroll down his HUD.]
If you're counting back from 2029, then I'll correct you. When I was brought here it early November, 2038. It would be 447 years if your calculations are correct.
[A calendar shift, something Connor hadn't given any thought to. Had there been any between 1591 and 2038? The answer is instantaneous; 1752, with the change from the Julian to the Gregorian calendar. Is it worth mentioning to someone who wouldn't normally live to see it? Connor stares back at him as Kit's gaze shifts to his face, his eyes alive and intelligent, his nostrils flaring minutely with each intake of unnecessary breath. His eyes widen almost imperceptibly at Kit's choice of words. He no doubt would have already known Kit wasn't human had he not been deviant, with access to any sort of internet.]
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Yes. In accordance with the American Androids Act of 2029?
[This time it's phrased as a question, just to make sure Kit gets it? But if he's unfamiliar with even the concept of mechanical men, then maybe he's farther back in time than Connor thought. He does note the renewed interest and the shrewd look in Kit's eyes as he's being studied for a second time, but once again, he tolerates the close inspection. There's something odd about this man, something different, and while it doesn't make Connor uncomfortable it does make him more aware, his sensors on high alert as what information he can ascertain without access to Cyberlife's servers begins to scroll down his HUD.]
If you're counting back from 2029, then I'll correct you. When I was brought here it early November, 2038. It would be 447 years if your calculations are correct.
[A calendar shift, something Connor hadn't given any thought to. Had there been any between 1591 and 2038? The answer is instantaneous; 1752, with the change from the Julian to the Gregorian calendar. Is it worth mentioning to someone who wouldn't normally live to see it? Connor stares back at him as Kit's gaze shifts to his face, his eyes alive and intelligent, his nostrils flaring minutely with each intake of unnecessary breath. His eyes widen almost imperceptibly at Kit's choice of words. He no doubt would have already known Kit wasn't human had he not been deviant, with access to any sort of internet.]
I- you're not human?