uncertain, cautious, the saint is quiet as he sniffs at connor's hand; of course he's unsure, connor's an android - but eventually, a tongue pokes out and laps at outstretched fingers, all before he outright presses his head forward. pet him, damn it. // sumoattacc
Connor’s not sure what to make of the interaction at first, animals were a peculiar anomaly for the android though not in the sense he couldn’t learn or understand body language, but that he was never truly sure what they desired: petting seemed to be the default, it had been observed by other humans interacting with their pets and dog’s seemed to enjoy the attention. He had to admit that canines were very expressive compared to birds or reptiles, he figured that was partially why he enjoyed them on an aesthetic level, “ hello, Sumo. ” Curiously his fingers wiggle in response to the lick, stretching outward a bit more to observe him licking up to the knuckle: perhaps he was being analyzed in kind?
“ O-Oh, wait.. ” Shocked by his own daftness he reached up to gently stroke his head before traveling to the mid of his back, quietly taking in his huge physique, “ it’s fascinating to think you were small at one point. ” Androids didn’t really age, not in the sense organic material did, he had to wonder if it was frightening? At least it was a change now and again, he’d enjoy a new jacket himself.
“ Good boy. ” That is what you say, right?
