[connor doesn't know he'd call what kamski's been up to idle, but he only has his own limited scope of interaction to go off of. there's still so many unknowns--how active was his hand in the rest of cyberlife at this point? did he still have supporters within? how much say did he have in how amanda had treated him? it makes his led glimmer yellow for a moment while they all blur together, something he almost feels self-conscious about it kamski will catch it or not. it's an obvious tell not just for him, but anyone who could see it on a regular basis...and yet, he's still not ready to part with it. maybe it's illogical, but it's still a comfort he doesn't want to let go of.
regardless, he does offer up:]
Yes, though your current lifestyle and absence from the spotlight has garnered quite a lot of speculation over the years. And...I can't confirm from personal experience that you being idle is an accurate assessment.
[connor lets gratitude reflect across his expression for a few lingering moments, curious if kamski might catch that too as he follows him into the next room. some might find it uncomfortable to see that sort of paraphernalia lining the walls and displayed like trophies--he could only imagine if someone like north was here--but connor isn't as bothered as he could be. maybe it could be considered distasteful or even offensive given the trajectory of the android revolution and the impact it had already had on policy and social customs, but he doubts kamski means any insult by it. it's his creation after all--his work, and he deserves to be prideful of it. all androids owe their existence to him on some level.
connor sits down carefully in the seat closest to elijah's instruction, folding his hands atop the smooth surface and waiting for his host to do the same.]
I do. Several, though it is difficult for me to decide the best place to start. And, would it be polite to offer you something in return?
[his thumbs rub against each other absently, bottom lip twitching minutely. still nervous. still unsure if that's a risk at this point.]
[ It's true with CyberLife on the "losing" end of the deal, their board is looking for someone new to take the company in a different direction. There are certainly rumors that Kamski is being considered, or perhaps, with their stocks at an all-time low, that Kamski was planning a hostile takeover. Who can say?
Connor's LED doesn't evade his notice -- his even still having it is a statement of its own. Was he proud then, to be what he was? Or was he simply clinging to the past? Kamski wouldn't care either way, but he is curious. Always curious. Connor is such a fascinating subject. ]
All speculation begins in fact, doesn't it?
[ Much like Connor's speculation of his hand in the deviant "problem." He can appreciate the RK800's gratitude, even his admiration of his work. Kamski is a man who fancies himself a god. It's not any wonder he'd line the walls with the things he's made and the steps he took in reaching where he is today. He sits down beside Connor, turning his chair towards him and smiling that insidious, curious smile. Of course, every answer has a price. Sometimes the price is simply showing Kamski a reaction. Other times, it could be a bit more. ]
And what will you bargain with? [ He crosses his legs wide, his leg resting on his knee as he gets comfortable in his seat. ] I'm curious.
The only facts are that you left, possibly not by your own choice, though the circumstances were never publicly announced. At some point you gifted Carl Manfred with Markus. And--you don't seem surprised, bothered, or looking to "fix" deviancy.
[that's the easy part. that's what all his programming can spit out by basic analysis of the news and his own personal exchange. but as they've already established...it runs deeper than that. deeper than connor expects to ever know. his own motivation in coming is admittedly much more--what is it considered?--selfish than anything regarding kamski's plans or intentions. but he doesn't think elijah of all people will mind, in fact, he has the somewhat entertaining and odd idea that he'd like knowing connor was capable of prioritizing himself, in a way.
he's reminded a bit of the game that he'd seen gavin and a few other officers playing in the breakroom one day, before he'd been shooed out. poker--don't show your entire hand. he shouldn't just offer himself up blindly, essentially. he remembers how on edge hank had been any time kamski's name came up in conversation, and seeing that placid but secretive smile does give him a bit of a pause.]
If you do find me as fascinating as you've said--then you'd want to see more. And that's what I want--to be more. My programs taught me how to mimic humanity, how to speak to them. But...it's not the same as feeling and understanding.
I want that. Anything and everything.
[he makes sure to lock eyes with elijah, to sit up a little straighter to show how important it is to him.]
I know there have been considerable upgrades from CyberLife to help us integrate better, but I don't have them--and I don't know that I'd trust them after everything that's happened.
[just another thing connor owes him for. better start making a list!!1]
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regardless, he does offer up:]
Yes, though your current lifestyle and absence from the spotlight has garnered quite a lot of speculation over the years. And...I can't confirm from personal experience that you being idle is an accurate assessment.
[connor lets gratitude reflect across his expression for a few lingering moments, curious if kamski might catch that too as he follows him into the next room. some might find it uncomfortable to see that sort of paraphernalia lining the walls and displayed like trophies--he could only imagine if someone like north was here--but connor isn't as bothered as he could be. maybe it could be considered distasteful or even offensive given the trajectory of the android revolution and the impact it had already had on policy and social customs, but he doubts kamski means any insult by it. it's his creation after all--his work, and he deserves to be prideful of it. all androids owe their existence to him on some level.
connor sits down carefully in the seat closest to elijah's instruction, folding his hands atop the smooth surface and waiting for his host to do the same.]
I do. Several, though it is difficult for me to decide the best place to start. And, would it be polite to offer you something in return?
[his thumbs rub against each other absently, bottom lip twitching minutely. still nervous. still unsure if that's a risk at this point.]
sorry for the delay!
Connor's LED doesn't evade his notice -- his even still having it is a statement of its own. Was he proud then, to be what he was? Or was he simply clinging to the past? Kamski wouldn't care either way, but he is curious. Always curious. Connor is such a fascinating subject. ]
All speculation begins in fact, doesn't it?
[ Much like Connor's speculation of his hand in the deviant "problem." He can appreciate the RK800's gratitude, even his admiration of his work. Kamski is a man who fancies himself a god. It's not any wonder he'd line the walls with the things he's made and the steps he took in reaching where he is today. He sits down beside Connor, turning his chair towards him and smiling that insidious, curious smile. Of course, every answer has a price. Sometimes the price is simply showing Kamski a reaction. Other times, it could be a bit more. ]
And what will you bargain with? [ He crosses his legs wide, his leg resting on his knee as he gets comfortable in his seat. ] I'm curious.
omg no worries!! i had a crazy week too.
[that's the easy part. that's what all his programming can spit out by basic analysis of the news and his own personal exchange. but as they've already established...it runs deeper than that. deeper than connor expects to ever know. his own motivation in coming is admittedly much more--what is it considered?--selfish than anything regarding kamski's plans or intentions. but he doesn't think elijah of all people will mind, in fact, he has the somewhat entertaining and odd idea that he'd like knowing connor was capable of prioritizing himself, in a way.
he's reminded a bit of the game that he'd seen gavin and a few other officers playing in the breakroom one day, before he'd been shooed out. poker--don't show your entire hand. he shouldn't just offer himself up blindly, essentially. he remembers how on edge hank had been any time kamski's name came up in conversation, and seeing that placid but secretive smile does give him a bit of a pause.]
If you do find me as fascinating as you've said--then you'd want to see more. And that's what I want--to be more. My programs taught me how to mimic humanity, how to speak to them. But...it's not the same as feeling and understanding.
I want that. Anything and everything.
[he makes sure to lock eyes with elijah, to sit up a little straighter to show how important it is to him.]
I know there have been considerable upgrades from CyberLife to help us integrate better, but I don't have them--and I don't know that I'd trust them after everything that's happened.
[just another thing connor owes him for. better start making a list!!1]