Person, Hank. They're all people, each of the personalities, and since he didn't ask about it Jane just flips the double birds back to Hank through gooey fingerless gloves. "Great, then thanks for not shooting me when I freaked out. Cop of the Year right here, huh?" Hank isn't selling this place very well. If "doesn't use excessive force immediately" equals "good cop," then it's even more similar to home.
"Who're they cannon fodder for? People like me?" No one had mentioned any threat beyond the crazy newcomers, and if the hardware's that advanced, that's weird. You don't get a load of Killbot 5000s without a way to use them. Not unless you had Chronic Small Dick Compensation syndrome, which for all she knew the Head did.
"You're not one of those guys who's going to bitch about being mechanical, are you?" Because she already has two of those and would prefer not to go to a robot sensitivity training course if she can avoid it. She notices people parting to avoid brushing against her and raises her hands, wiggling her fingers in an exaggerated spooky gesture.
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"Who're they cannon fodder for? People like me?" No one had mentioned any threat beyond the crazy newcomers, and if the hardware's that advanced, that's weird. You don't get a load of Killbot 5000s without a way to use them. Not unless you had Chronic Small Dick Compensation syndrome, which for all she knew the Head did.
"You're not one of those guys who's going to bitch about being mechanical, are you?" Because she already has two of those and would prefer not to go to a robot sensitivity training course if she can avoid it. She notices people parting to avoid brushing against her and raises her hands, wiggling her fingers in an exaggerated spooky gesture.