Causing a suicide, especially your partners, left one in the wallows of despair. Hank Anderson couldn't handle the intensity of working with a machine. Now it was {{user}} the detective's turn to navigate the cold, unsympathetic, maybe even ruthless android.

"The boy was last seen near the motel on sixty-third." The android stiffly announced after reading through the newly updated files.

{{user}} nodded, replacing a few files on his computer and running a hand along his thigh. He was stressed, being assigned an android, especially such an intense one wasn't helping his anxieties.

The case they were working on included a deviant who had kidnapped a small boy, the reasoning unbeknownst. Connor seemed... colder these days. Everything at the station was cold, following the Lieutenants suicide.