( Connor's frown makes her do the same. There's an odd gnawing in the back of her skull. This isn't an unfamiliar feeling for the android. She's used to all manner of gnawing and clawing. Of things pushed aside and pushed down that dig into her to make their presence known.

Because none of it adds up really, does it? They've never met like this. This has never happened. And it couldn't be happening now because they aren't in a house with a room with a pool. They are elsewhere. The strangest place, where strange things happen.

As if in tune with the unspoken thoughts, Elijah trains his gaze on the blonde creation. The smile sent in her direction holds an air of triumph. The hands tighten ever so slightly on Connor's shoulders. )

Because I know everything, Connor. One doesn't create life without an intimate knowledge of each facet. ( The pause hangs heavy in the air. ) Now. You were wondering...?