Neither name, person or company, mean anything to Steve, but he still mentally notes them to look into later. If nothing else, he'll be able to identify whether or not Connor is possibly from this world or something running somewhat parallel.
At the word 'manufactured' Steve raises an eyebrow. The addition of 'android-related crimes' allows him to make the connection that Connor is an android but it still seems like a leap to him that they will evolve fair enough in technology in twenty years to have independent and functional androids running around helping the police. With the mention of another name, he adds that to his list of things to run checks on.
"Connor..." Steve repeats as he accepts his hand in a shake. Regardless of all the question springing to mind, until he's got reason to be concerned or not, he's firmly seated in the neutral position and that includes normal common courtesy. He can feel the difference in the hand, but he doesn't react differently than he would shaking anyone else's hand. "Actually, it's Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett." At some point he's going to need to explain that there are two of him and he's the younger version that's also not from here but that can wait for the moment. "I work with the Five-O Task Force here on the islands."
"So... You're an android? And, in the time you're from androids are becoming deviant and killing people?" Pursing his lips together, he takes a second to think this over as he waits for an answer. It certainly does complicate matters.
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At the word 'manufactured' Steve raises an eyebrow. The addition of 'android-related crimes' allows him to make the connection that Connor is an android but it still seems like a leap to him that they will evolve fair enough in technology in twenty years to have independent and functional androids running around helping the police. With the mention of another name, he adds that to his list of things to run checks on.
"Connor..." Steve repeats as he accepts his hand in a shake. Regardless of all the question springing to mind, until he's got reason to be concerned or not, he's firmly seated in the neutral position and that includes normal common courtesy. He can feel the difference in the hand, but he doesn't react differently than he would shaking anyone else's hand. "Actually, it's Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett." At some point he's going to need to explain that there are two of him and he's the younger version that's also not from here but that can wait for the moment. "I work with the Five-O Task Force here on the islands."
"So... You're an android? And, in the time you're from androids are becoming deviant and killing people?" Pursing his lips together, he takes a second to think this over as he waits for an answer. It certainly does complicate matters.