Connor's gaze fell again briefly at the mention of his LED, which swirled yellow once more as he reached up, fingers brushing the ring. He knew the component could be removed - the deviant hiding in the abandoned apartment beneath Detroit Urban Farms had done so, and from what he'd seen of Markus, he had too - but he couldn't bring himself to go that far.

"I'm...from the future, since just in interactions alone, that will probably slip anyway. My LED is...part of a brain implant that...allows me to access digital information." He looked up at Steve, the question clear in his eyes - will that work? "I am able to tap into any machine or signal system wirelessly, so long as it's capable of wireless contact. As for what to do with me . . . you said you work with a task force here on the islands? Allowing me to follow you at work would be a good use of my capabilities. Again, I was designed to serve law enforcement as a detective. The rest of the time, you don't need to worry about me. I can just stay at the office. I do not sleep so I can continue work if that would be of help."