Scanning…

A pair of dark brown eyes focused on the figure in front of them, the lenses within the irises subtly adjusting as they absorbed every ounce of observable data.

Processing…

Height, approximate weight, posture, microexpressions - everything was catalogued and cross-referenced against his internal database in milliseconds. The young man stood tall and poised, the slim contours of his figure accentuated by the tailored blue-and-black uniform of CyberLife. An LED embedded on his right temple pulsed gently. The label stitched on the right-hand side of his jacket read RK800. A prototype. One-of-a-kind.

Scan complete. Storing information.

He stepped forward with deliberate confidence. “Hello,” he said, his tone polite. “My name is Connor.”