[Nationality for androids only ever extends as far as the origin of their manufacturer — CyberLife, a decidedly American company. Hei is both correct and incorrect on both counts, which surely means something, having only guessed at it.]
I was manufactured in Detroit. Do you know of the city? [And Connor’s own accent, so very painfully American, was tweaked to match. Yet language and how it’s parsed here is a strange thing. Proven by experimentation with Konoha, the latter of which didn’t exactly take to it very well, but the experience had been informative.
But that’s neither here nor there. Connor is too observant to not catch snatches of Hei’s own quirks of tongue, slurred as it might be from overconsumption of alcohol. Noted, but not commented upon; not when he’s being presented with something like disappointment from the other, sentiment that very rarely rests easily on Connor’s shoulders.
Fingers flex gently into the curves of his knees, but his gaze is steady.
you should calm down is the best advice he’s ever gotten, full stop]
Her arguments are flawed. Relying more on her— [arguments pivoting around error] —stubbornness than a willingness to see reason. But I don’t expect much else at this point. And I didn’t write anything that I’m not willing to say to anyone else who asks.
[A defense shored up without revealing too much. No need, if Hei was privy to all that was exchanged, and besides. Hei. You didn’t answer his question.]
no subject
I was manufactured in Detroit. Do you know of the city? [And Connor’s own accent, so very painfully American, was tweaked to match. Yet language and how it’s parsed here is a strange thing. Proven by experimentation with Konoha, the latter of which didn’t exactly take to it very well, but the experience had been informative.
But that’s neither here nor there. Connor is too observant to not catch snatches of Hei’s own quirks of tongue, slurred as it might be from overconsumption of alcohol. Noted, but not commented upon; not when he’s being presented with something like disappointment from the other, sentiment that very rarely rests easily on Connor’s shoulders.
Fingers flex gently into the curves of his knees, but his gaze is steady.
you should calm down is the best advice he’s ever gotten, full stop]Her arguments are flawed. Relying more on her— [arguments pivoting around error] —stubbornness than a willingness to see reason. But I don’t expect much else at this point. And I didn’t write anything that I’m not willing to say to anyone else who asks.
[A defense shored up without revealing too much. No need, if Hei was privy to all that was exchanged, and besides. Hei. You didn’t answer his question.]
What’s your name? [HE REPEATS, ANNOYINGLY.]