Hank, like a good cop, and one who is reasonably sure he is talking to a person (personality?) that can handle it, lightly flips her off for that and forges merrily on, both with showing her the way to their building and with talking. "There are the regular cops, and there are these enforcers called iterations. I think they're presented as sort of 'really fucking sturdy cannon fodder' made by the big AI overmind. You know, if your cannon fodder is as tough as the cannonballs. They have an autopilot to suss out threats. The actual police department consists of real people. We're still pretty new, so that's why you got the fuckin' meter maids.

"We got some experience from before we got here and know better than to just fuckin' shoot someone freaking out." Even if Connor's experience is shorter.

"Just trust me, you don't want those things seeing you as a threat."