[And there it is, that hurdle he isn’t prepared to jump over. One that he can’t even walk around and avoid, because the chasm surrounding it is so vast. Connor can manage to say friendship, to imply that’s what he wants to gain from Hank once more — but he can’t confirm the interference of human emotion. That’s the equivalent of a neon sign hanging over his head, viciously blinking the word DEVIANT on repeat, and Connor simply can’t. He can’t.]

Maybe it would be better for you to not overanalyze it.

[Says the RK800, the over-analytical android who likes to be right, who likes to clarify and leave no stone unturned.]

It would be better for the both of us, in the end. Experiences are easier to process when you’re not alone in them.