As her manicured hand approached, Connor stilled to let it. He could sense the pressure and the warmth of Aphrodite's touch, certainly enough to act out the reaction a human would have. When her fingers brushed his chin, his LED flashed--it wasn't pleasure, not quite, but there was something that demanded this woman be the center of his focus that was intensified. The interference with his software should have been a cause to pause and self-correct, but he didn't.

"You'd find me boring in that regard," he replied with a soft tone of apology, even if it was having some kind of effect.