Connor looked a little like she felt, Xavin thought, anxious and uncomfortable even before he was somehow unable to remove his hand from her cart. The fact that Connor, an android, looked anything like that was troubling - whether or not he truly lacked emotion as he claimed, he was a very controlled being in general.

Xavin walked around to investigate his hand, trying a 'reassuring smile' while she did so. It felt more or less normal, but as with everything there was an edge of discomfort: she couldn't adjust any part of it if she'd wanted to. "Are you all right?"