[That is the absolute last thing he's thinking. If anything, he's sure she's upset with him and probably doesn't want the intimacy of the contact. Then again, she'd initiated it, so does that mean she's...not upset with him? He's confused as to what's going on now. Are android women just as indecipherable to men as human women are? He has to confess to her, awkwardly.]

I don't...know why you're sorry?

[He shrugs and gives her a sheepish smile but she's not smiling, and that's unusual for her. He's had an inkling- more than an inkling -that there's something wrong with her, ever since they interfaced. He's been thinking about it just below the surface, where his concern has been quietly bubbling away. Now it feels like the fire underneath it has been turned up high, that undercurrent of concern boiling over now. His arms- both of them -go back around her instantly.]

Hey, hey, wait. No one said anything about you being a bother. Why would you even think that? You're never a bother to me, Chloe. Never. Look at me- never, okay? You can talk to me, about anything, whenever you want. No matter what I'm doing, I'll stop and listen, understand? So talk to me. Tell me what's going on. Chloe? Tell me.