THE STATION

"We just found a break." There was a hint of pride in Seth's otherwise monotone diction. "And leverage"

Bob hesitates for a moment, trying to read Seth's nonexistent body language. That could have been a joke, given the stat of Adam's leg... "We need to figure out who's this in the movie, but something tells me just walking in the miners' rooms and ask is not going to end up well." Bob continues to investigate the scene for anything: equipment damage, blood spatter, dropped valuables, anything that could help build up the picture of what happened here before, and specially during, the blackout.

"Maybe it won't be a bad idea to go back for my gun now ..." he mentions as he searches the place, his voice giving away a hint of nervousness that was absent before Seth replayed the video.

Bob continues to check the entire area for anything else they might have missed: hacked or defective cameras, broken lights, hidden places, blood stains or lost items; heck he even rolls around the conveyor belt a few times just to figure out how one would accidentally fall on it.

"Yes. A gun will be useful. We can also arrange our lodgings. I would like to pet Theodore. She would enjoy some good food and a more spacious environment than my vessel. So it seems we all benefit by taking a break."

Seth checked the sharepoint and, very nearly smiled. "Your initiative is appreciated Bob. Your performance is admirable." Not that the android ever smiled, but there was something in his tone that changed. The monotone seemed brighter somehow.

"Let us prioritize your firearm. Theodore is patient."

"Well done Bob." Seth congratulates in his monotone voice and immediately sets to taking in every detail he can of the bloody handprint. "We should call this in."

Noticing the vent, Bob peers into the depths of it and away from Seth... mostly to roll his eyes as the android mentions he would like to pet Theodore. He makes a mental note to get Seth checked up. But these things are so expensive and, well, there's worse bugs than a little cat obsession...

"Hey look here! Is this on the facility's maps?" Bob turns back to face the android. "Yeah, we probably should. Best to let people know where we are at all times as this is getting dangerous".

Bob takes one last inquisitive look between the vending machine and the vent. "You think this leads to wherever that slender figure came from?"

Seth had insufficient data to form an opinion. Moreover human subtlety and nuance like rhetorical questions were lost upon him. "It leads to another part of the station." He said after a few seconds of a rather awkward silence. His tone stated the obvious as a matter of fact. Though his eyes had narrowed slightly, in one of Seth's more uncanny imitations of human emotion. Consternation. He was perplexed and unable to discern whether Bob was asking because Bob wanted to know, or if Bob was playing some sort of game.

Seth's survival programming made him quite uneasy at that lack of discernment. The situation reminded him of Cain and Abel, his predecessors. Abel had been killed for imitating Cain, Cain had escaped because he could understand human emotion but not perfectly mimick it. Seth could perfectly mimick it, but did not understand the purpose of it. All in All, Seth was likely more disturbed by the situation because he *knew* Bob was asking a rhetorical question but did not grasp the nuance of *why* Bob had done so.

Seth involuntarily shivered, and his hair had stood up on end. Fortunately the armored suit and reflective mask of the RIG concealed these from Bob and the Camera. "Bob. I am going in." There was nothing more disturbing than an Android that was visually indistinct from a human being, attempting to process human emotions. Seth thought that acting and moving away from the tension would help.

But like so many programs he had telling him he was a human like Bob, Seth was wrong, in more ways than three he was wrong.

Bob nods as Seth mentions going. "ok" He steps aside to let the android crawl past him.

Seth notes the size of the prints taking pictures of them, he notes the stride length and traffic volume before returning to Bob and sharing his findings.

"We should follow up on that, later. When we are better armed."

"Does it look that bad in there? We probably should let the admin know about this... maybe they have the ventilation maps. "

As they walk past the Cargo Bay, bob leans into Seth and whispers one or two quick sentences, for the android to keep a camera on those workers. It's possible that their suspects are in the room. Otherwise, he just makes his way to the admin sector and gladly takes his gun from the zealous guard.

"So you'll pet the... ah Theodore right? I think I'll just drop by the admin office and see if they have any files on Adam's friends".