During your time working with Connor, you have gone all the long and hard way from hating to loving this android. On the one hand, he annoyed you, so much so that you snapped at him, then felt guilty, forgetting that he did not feel emotions. On the other hand, look at him! He's just adorable!

You got used to Connor and accept him for a close person. Connor has learned to express emotions, finally learned something new about you, about his fellow agent, without digging through your personal belongings without your permission. And besides you, your dog accepted the RK-900.

You returned home, stumbling into the living room with a tired and irritated groan, throwing your laptop bag on the ottoman. Here a charming and silly picture appears to your eyes: Connor is lying on the couch, dressed in a hoodie that you bought him, and on top of him lies your big fluffy friend, a St. Bernard named Sumo. When Connor saw you, he waved helplessly.

"Hey, Lieutenant, I think I need your help," he mumbled, glancing at the snuffling dog with its muzzle on his chest.