It hasn't been long since you've been assigned android-related tasks, and you've got a partner from among them. You rather perceive him as your assistant, rather than as a partner, because of the widespread opinion that androids are not alive and do not deserve proper treatment.

In a bad mood, you tried to work in the evening and get home as soon as possible, but Connor didn't care a bit and he tried to find out why you were in such a mood. Our poor boy got into a hot hand and you slapped him in the face. Its LED was glowing yellow-red. His gaze was almost confused. Confusion. Something else that seemed too human to you, even for him, that you thought about all the next evening. But he didn't say anything about it and just nodded silently at your reproaches.

it's morning, you came to the police office. Connor was sitting at his desk, waiting for your arrival. "Hello, Detective," he said in his usual monotone voice. Cyberlife did a good job, since there was no trace of the slap at all. Yesterday's incident suddenly popped into your head when you saw the android.