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[no, he wouldn't make it public. why would he? Connor hasn't encountered anyone who had higher levels of suspicious activity on Etraya so far, though. stepping onto the elevator and hitting the B button for basement, he comes to a realization: the people taken are widely considered as candidates for good behavior. everyone helps each other in their own way. there hasn't been a case of severe disruption - yet.]

Your secret is safe with me.

[a sly wink at Accelerator as he fishes the quarter from his pocket and begins rolling it over his fingers or flicking it up to catch it again. all parts of calibration while idling, even with their short time in the elevator.]

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[Accelerator sees the wink and just thinks ugh, what a dork. Between this and the emoji... maybe he should explain how uncool it all is.

But then, that would take effort, and it isn't his job to call out adults when they're being giant dorks.

Anyways, he decides to keep on explaining. Connor says he won't tell anyone, and he's going to choose to trust him about that. Logically, it feels like a safe option.]

... Aurora also gave me a portable computer I can use as a back-up, in case my connection to her network is broken. But it isn't as powerful.

[As he explains his eyes trail down to the coin. This is the second time he's seen Connor messing around with it.]

What the hell's with that?

I'm assuming you bring that with you during missions.

[while Damian doesn't trust him, Connor is aware of what information should be hidden or kept secret. he doesn't tell people much, really, and most of his conversations tend to lean in the direction of getting information rather than giving it.

he doesn't look down when Accelerator points out his coin.]

Oh, it's how I calibrate my physical and cognitive functions while idling.

[no other androids do this, it's just a Connor thing.]

Yeah. Better to be cautious when it comes to my brain injury.

[After years of being untouchable it's something he's had to learn fairly quickly.]

Something like that really works?

[He doesn't actually know enough about androids to tell if something seemingly so simple is enough for calibration. But then, there's no way he'd be able to do any neat coin tricks without cheating with his ability, so maybe it isn't so simple.....

Once the elevator dings and arrives at the floor, Accelerator will follow Connor down the hall that leads to the computer terminal. Once they're there he's letting go of his crutch and dropping down into the chair, immediately starting to skim through the file list.]

[one last roll of the coin over the back of his fingers and he's looking down at it, now still in his palm. no one has ever asked that, and he hasn't ever had to explain. it's helped him, more specifically, but other androids don't fidget. he wonders if it's because he's a prototype and more human-like software had been installed.

the coin tricks had annoyed Hank, but everything annoyed Hank.]

It works for me.

[coin is tucked away into one of his pockets. he's quiet until they reach the computer. he's already seen Accelerator's skills with technology, and with his tips it shouldn't take much time for them to break into it again. he'd do it himself, but - well, Accelerator should be the one to sit.]

What else are you hoping to find?

[because as smart as he is, Connor doesn't think Accelerator is smart enough to break past whatever he couldn't.]

I don't know. Right now I just want to look.

[He throws an arm over the back of his chair. Once he's in the files he starts scrolling through, taking a look at all the folder names first before clicking on his to explore.]

You're right about this not having everything on us. It doesn't have my fucking name.

[Whether Echo deemed it unnecessary or couldn't get that far into Academy City databanks to find it isn't clear to him.

Anyways, once he's done skimming his folder he clicks over to Connor's and starts looking through it. He doesn't make any attempt at hiding it, either.]

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