It’s a large city; the crime rate reflects that. The cases I’ve been delegated to specially deal with androids that have gone rogue.

[He looks at her closely, concern making his brow furrow, but her words distract him.]

That’s right. Hank, he—

[His LED flickers again, erratically, then Connor shakes his head. He discards whatever he was going to say, deciding against it.

Instead:]

Konoha, are you feeling any better?