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Out of all people, they offered him, Gavin Reed, a plastic nutjob of a detective android. He had loudly complained to Fowler about this, but there was no turning back on a now android partner.
It was a near mimic of Connor’s look and held a more austere, steely gaze. It was a clear contrast to Connor’s warm and friendly look even if it held minor alterations. Even the black and white patterned work outfit made a difference, and a more square jaw and it beared its shoulders stiff and back.
“Don’t get in my fuckin’ way.” He moved closer to the android, jabbing his index finger into its chest and making it take a step back in confusion.
“Actually, get me a goddamn coffee while you’re at it.” He practically seethed at it.
It...gave him a look. It did something similar to where Connor slightly cocked its head, but instead the android---Collin, as he could read from its shirt---offered him a slight glare as it vaguely tilted its head.
Instead, it just stepped away and sat itself at the empty seat across from Reed’s, just looking at the empty chair and then back at Reed like a lost fucking puppy. He noticed that it was staring at him intently and assumed that it was analyzing him, making him grit his teeth. It looked back at his desk once it noticed this and looked over case papers on the desk.
“I don’t need a goddamn microwave to help me do my job!” Reed hissed, more indirectly at Fowler than anyone else, moving to sit at his seat. Collin simply perked his eyebrows and offered a half-lidded stare, unamused.
It gave him a case file, and while he snarled under his breath, he took it and read over it, taking glares at the impassive machine the whole time.