"I do! Some that don't even have anything to do with my primary function, that of being an investigative and negotiator android! I have no idea why they included all of them, but I guess it was a sort of a "toss everything at the wall and see what sticks" kind of thing. And- oh."

Connor finally stops talking long enough to notice two things: his seatmate is resting her head on his shoulder, and also, she's Chloe. Neither of these things are in any way bad, but they still make him blush blue at the way he was prattling on about himself to another android. To Chloe.

"You should have stopped me, Chloe." The embarrassment is coating his voice like syrup, but he shifts in his seat anyway, in order to slide his arm behind her back and pull her in closer. This way he can rest his cheek on top of her head, the way he likes to. The way it's comfortable. "You're looking a lot happier than the last time I saw you." It's not so much a question as a gentle prodding curiosity, an invitation to talk if she wants to.