[ Connor is starting to think that maybe he shouldn't discuss this with Hank. Amanda will have better input about what he could have done differently. Amanda—
Amanda would have wanted him to charge the deviant to disarm it, risking it shooting other occupants in the room as he moved towards it. Or she would have wanted him to shoot its hands, disarm it from a distance without irreparable damage. Why hadn't Connor done that? Because he'd wanted—
Connor doesn't want things.
Because he'd seen that Hank had a 40% chance of survival and he felt—
Connor doesn't feel things, either.
...Maybe he shouldn't talk to Amanda about it just yet.
Connor doesn't know how to respond to Hank about this anymore. He's been staring at the dashboard ahead of him, and now he looks down at his hands. At the hole punctured right through one of them, the way the edges are ragged plastic instead of the false human-colored skin he has over the rest of him. ] I'm glad you're satisfied, Hank.
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Amanda would have wanted him to charge the deviant to disarm it, risking it shooting other occupants in the room as he moved towards it. Or she would have wanted him to shoot its hands, disarm it from a distance without irreparable damage. Why hadn't Connor done that? Because he'd wanted—
Connor doesn't want things.
Because he'd seen that Hank had a 40% chance of survival and he felt—
Connor doesn't feel things, either.
...Maybe he shouldn't talk to Amanda about it just yet.
Connor doesn't know how to respond to Hank about this anymore. He's been staring at the dashboard ahead of him, and now he looks down at his hands. At the hole punctured right through one of them, the way the edges are ragged plastic instead of the false human-colored skin he has over the rest of him. ] I'm glad you're satisfied, Hank.