"Now imagine a world where you're sold in shops that look a lot like that one," he says, pointing off towards an electronics store where the glass storefront displays various laptops and mobile phones for sale. "They're freaked out, but they also own you. Not all humans react so poorly, but enough do that it was a problem."

He looks over the map as well, the LED on his temple blinking yellow for a moment as he takes it in. Even without his investigation programming, he still can remember something as simple as a map. Then he glances over to her at her last comment. Now there's a long story. "Well, no. I don't have to make them happy. For one thing, I was never a service android, but a prototype designed to assist the police in their investigations. Making people happy wasn't my prime function. For another...I broke my programming and became deviant."

Before the long story could really get rolling where they'd end up standing there for hours discussing programming, artificial intelligence and the different ways humans deal with AIs, Connor made a little jerk of his head in the direction of the security offices. "Come on, we can talk on the way."