"...And you know what you are to me." A gentle reminder, his expression becoming sad. And she isn't alone; virtually every aspect of his own body has been dictated by a human's preferences. Though he was intended for law enforcement and combat, one doesn't have to wonder too hard about why his handler had wanted him to look a certain way, right down to the features that only an intimate partner would ever see. Seems inevitable that she intends to use him for those purposes eventually.
And he can't fathom ever wanting to impose any of that on someone else. It's why he's done his best to give Joi the freedom of choice that he's never had, something that he'll continue to do here.
"I'm less than two years old, you know," he points out with raised eyebrows while still savouring his hot chocolate. Regardless of how he was manufactured to look and what he was pre-programmed to know. And yet he doesn't have difficulty maintaining boundaries, so why should humans be held to lower standards and always given a free pass when their behaviour negatively impacts others? But he does actually understand her point, so doesn't argue it — because he's also teasing her a little, though there's still something a bit distant and solemn in his expression.
"That's a good way to describe it. Sensations better than what can be programmed," he says thoughtfully as he lowers his eyes to the ground. "I think you may like hot baths even more than these drinks." Distracted as he is by his thoughts, it's more of a pragmatic observation than an attempt at flirtation, which he's admittedly never been very good at to begin with.
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And he can't fathom ever wanting to impose any of that on someone else. It's why he's done his best to give Joi the freedom of choice that he's never had, something that he'll continue to do here.
"I'm less than two years old, you know," he points out with raised eyebrows while still savouring his hot chocolate. Regardless of how he was manufactured to look and what he was pre-programmed to know. And yet he doesn't have difficulty maintaining boundaries, so why should humans be held to lower standards and always given a free pass when their behaviour negatively impacts others? But he does actually understand her point, so doesn't argue it — because he's also teasing her a little, though there's still something a bit distant and solemn in his expression.
"That's a good way to describe it. Sensations better than what can be programmed," he says thoughtfully as he lowers his eyes to the ground. "I think you may like hot baths even more than these drinks." Distracted as he is by his thoughts, it's more of a pragmatic observation than an attempt at flirtation, which he's admittedly never been very good at to begin with.