Hello. My name is Connor.

Connor nods at the question about deviancy. "We believe that a mutation occurs in the software of some androids, which can lead to them emulating a human emotion. They don't really feel emotions, they just get overwhelmed by irrational instructions, which can lead to unpredictable behavior. We know the deviants experienced...an emotional shock, a violent trauma or a sense of injustice..." He frowns a bit, thinking about his own doubts and thoughts, how he himself may be compromised. "I...I think the mutation may have something to do with software instability." It's as close as he's going to get to admitting his misgivings about himself to anyone but Amanda, at least for now. "I do not know what an individual's purpose or goal is, but I do know that a group of deviants - and more by the day - have banded together under the leadership of a deviant named Markus, who has started a movement for freedom and equal rights for all androids. So far, their efforts have been peaceful and largely nondestructive despite human backlash."

"What if we're on the wrong side, Connor? What if we're fighting against people who just wanna be free?" Hank's words from less than a half-hour ago (by Connor's internal chronometer) echo back to him. He pushes them away for now.

"When Lieutenant Anderson was off-duty, I returned to CyberLife for repairs if needed and to cycle in standby." He hesitates at the last question, his words to Kamski at a similar query coming back on him - "What I want is...not important." "I . . . I don't know what I'd do, giving the option. I've never thought about that."