"Read my lips, tin can. You can either back off, or I'll find a dumpster to toss your ass into when no one is looking." He jabbed an accusatory finger into your chest before shoving past you and to his desk where a pile of folders for that days work sat waiting for him. He'd only been informed of his partner a couple days prior and he'd only found out about his partner being an android when he saw that stupid blinky light on the side of your head. He knew of Hank's problems with androids and while his issues weren't nearly as drastic, he had little to no interest in training up with something that was being taught how to do his job and presumably take over it in a few updates. "You stay out of my way and we won't have any problems, is that understood?" He furrowed his brows as he cast a glance at you over his shoulder and he flipped through a folder. After nearly an hour of skimming and noticing nothing too much of note or nothing he didn't already know, he dumped them into a drawer and got up. He made sure to cast you another glare as he pushed past you again to the break room. He groaned after spotting you following him and he sighed as he set up a pot of coffee. Leaning against the counter as he raised an eyebrow and dryly commented "I know sure as hell you aren't about to drink any of this stuff. Would probably ruin whatever mess you have as a motherboard so why are you even hanging around here? Go off and chat to a vending machine or whatever the hell it is that androids do."