[ A4 is considered "young" for an android, having only been active for a short amount of time. Her impression of Connor had been of someone that she can look to for answers when it came to Earth. But when one certain conversation took a nosedive in regards to ~feelings~, she'd been thrown for a loop. ]

I always thought they were genuine. As an android, even knowing when my own personality and feelings are programmed... everything always felt real.

[ Whether it's actually fake or not, she can't discern the difference.

She grips her spear, pausing for a moment, thoughtfully gleaning over what she knows so far. Huffing out a sigh, she absentmindedly tugs the edges of the over sized jacket closer to herself. ]

Humans hating androids. I don't know how I'd be able to handle a world like that.