Connor's gaze follows the axe to the target, and he smirks. This is mostly Hank's accomplishment, and that pleases him in itself - but it's also a little bit his own, and in something he didn't realise he could do: pass information and skills he has onto another person, without even interfacing with them.
...Then Hank successfully blows his mind.
"They--" In trying to come up with a response to that, to whether or not it could happen and what his own opinion is of that, his LED flickers between blue and yellow. "Maybe. I don't know how many spares they kept of the RK800 model - I never needed any of them."
Another couple of seconds of yellow LED.
"I wouldn't be the only one who's got to deal with this," he points out almost as much to himself as to Hank. "Markus is probably the only unique android there is - he was specifically built as a gift for a friend of Kamski's. Every other android out there has thousands of clones."
He's not sure if he's making himself feel better or not.
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...Then Hank successfully blows his mind.
"They--" In trying to come up with a response to that, to whether or not it could happen and what his own opinion is of that, his LED flickers between blue and yellow. "Maybe. I don't know how many spares they kept of the RK800 model - I never needed any of them."
Another couple of seconds of yellow LED.
"I wouldn't be the only one who's got to deal with this," he points out almost as much to himself as to Hank. "Markus is probably the only unique android there is - he was specifically built as a gift for a friend of Kamski's. Every other android out there has thousands of clones."
He's not sure if he's making himself feel better or not.