Connor's never had the chance to think too much about it, but he wonders how he would have acted during the revolution if he'd been involved far earlier. Decisions like whether to protest peacefully or riot, whether to kill witnesses before letting them sound the alarm, whether or not to use a dirty bomb when one was available to them. As a detective android, he's able to use violence if he needs to - but as a deviant, what's his definition of need?

"No, it's fine," he says, shaking his head. It's true, he's not great at small talk himself. "I don't mind questions. I still can't believe I'm talking to people who've never seen an android. It's surreal."

His kind were only invented a decade and a half ago but it's like a whole other era. No one human alive has never even heard of androids. In his world, anyway.

"What's it like where you're from?"