[It’s strange, that stillness she employs when he speaks, that steady and unwavering stare. Not because it disturbs Markus, or makes him feel even remotely uncomfortable — but because it’s very easy for him to do the same. To stand with a quiet, oddly unmoving demeanor as he considers her movement and reply.

A seemingly permanent trait of his android heritage, that even a human body could not completely erase in its entirety.]

I would prefer not to.

[Maeve wants to test whether or not a drug still thrums through her veins? Sorry, but Markus has a thing about autonomy, and the idea of compliance and the state the newcomers are always found in is a thought that makes him sick.]

But if you’re wondering if you’re still compliant, I would say yes. The new faces are only just starting to filter in. [Unaware of her unusual circumstances, this is an easy assumption.] After a good night’s rest, you should have control again.