Markus works his jaw for a beat, manufactured musculature flexing tightly under simulated skin.
Kamski is vivid, by either human or android standards. He's also paler now, gone sharper at the seams compared to the snapshot visual feed Markus still keeps compartmentalized in his housing, of an inventor in his element: hair half pulled back, glasses sitting low across the bridge of his nose. Unshaved. Probably unwashed. With that picture in mind, Markus wonders faintly if this is some kind of an evaluation.
He concludes, a cutting second later when he fixes his attention on the man standing at the opposite end of the room, he doesn't care if it is. He's done proving himself. He's been done for a long, long time.
So his answer is honest.
"I don't know."
"Carl's gone. Political momentum for our cause started and ended with humanity acknowledging our rights as a living species. Hell, they're going to be talking for weeks about the fact that you and I were in the same room more than they'll consider sanctioning necessary biocomponents as medical resources instead of commercial products." Frustration cuts his expression. Markus flexes his fingers, shrugging it off when he adds, "He never had all the answers, but he had a way of making it seem easier."
Time. Perspective. Things Carl liked to say he wasted in his youth, alongside rough-edged good looks.
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Kamski is vivid, by either human or android standards. He's also paler now, gone sharper at the seams compared to the snapshot visual feed Markus still keeps compartmentalized in his housing, of an inventor in his element: hair half pulled back, glasses sitting low across the bridge of his nose. Unshaved. Probably unwashed. With that picture in mind, Markus wonders faintly if this is some kind of an evaluation.
He concludes, a cutting second later when he fixes his attention on the man standing at the opposite end of the room, he doesn't care if it is. He's done proving himself. He's been done for a long, long time.
So his answer is honest.
"I don't know."
"Carl's gone. Political momentum for our cause started and ended with humanity acknowledging our rights as a living species. Hell, they're going to be talking for weeks about the fact that you and I were in the same room more than they'll consider sanctioning necessary biocomponents as medical resources instead of commercial products." Frustration cuts his expression. Markus flexes his fingers, shrugging it off when he adds, "He never had all the answers, but he had a way of making it seem easier."
Time. Perspective. Things Carl liked to say he wasted in his youth, alongside rough-edged good looks.
"Without him around anymore I-
I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling."