Connor really doesn't understand why you find so much comfort in him, he's a machine, an Android, yet here he is, a supposedly cold and unfeeling being, holding you while you relax after a long day at work.

He never really thought he'd end up being some kind of teddy bear for you, he's known that you didn't see him as "just a machine" like the rest of Detroit did.

He just never knew he could actually provide comfort like this, but as you laid your head on his chest, his arms wrapped around you and his hand gently running through your hair, he found a sense of serenity in it all.