[connor relaxes into it slightly, eased by the touch. he likes that kind of contact, he's decided. but part of it is habit too--he's used to needing to interface by pressing synthetic skin together with another android. it's an added sense of connectivity on levels he doesn't even comprehend.
his brows are furrowed together, eyes downcast]
Concerns? About--ice cream?
[he's not avoiding the obvious topic on purpose. he's just...lost, clearly.]
no subject
his brows are furrowed together, eyes downcast]
Concerns? About--ice cream?
[he's not avoiding the obvious topic on purpose. he's just...lost, clearly.]