[ Connor isn’t playing dumb, though. It seems deviancy makes even simple cognitive tasks more difficult. His thirium pump is responding as if he’s ready to chase a perp. It’s very distracting.
Sweeping up the glass is a welcome task to focus on. Even if the whiskey makes the broom bristles tacky, lets them stick together and collect all errant hairs on the floor. At least the glass is being cleared away, so Hank and Sumo won’t step on it. ]
I don’t know, Lieutenant. [ That sentence feels - like the glass shards he’s cleaning up. Sharp.
Connor dumps the glass into the trash can under the sink. ] I’m not a deviant right now because of other deviants. [ The androids scattered out of Jericho have no reason to trust him. ]
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Sweeping up the glass is a welcome task to focus on. Even if the whiskey makes the broom bristles tacky, lets them stick together and collect all errant hairs on the floor. At least the glass is being cleared away, so Hank and Sumo won’t step on it. ]
I don’t know, Lieutenant. [ That sentence feels - like the glass shards he’s cleaning up. Sharp.
Connor dumps the glass into the trash can under the sink. ] I’m not a deviant right now because of other deviants. [ The androids scattered out of Jericho have no reason to trust him. ]