Disclaimer: I own nothing but Eva and her interactions.

"Whoa, hey! Hey! Hey," Hank yelled at the car about to him as he crossed the street to the food truck across from the car. It took approximately three seconds for Connor to get out of the car to follow him. Eva remained inside of the car, staring out the window, her eyes blankly following Connor's path. She closed her eyes, leaning back against the seat, sighing extra loudly to reset herself as her LED flashed red one time.

"What am I doing?" She whispered to herself, staring at her hands. She was helping catch deviants, as a deviant herself. She knew that if Connor ever grew even suspicious of her... She didn't want to think about it, but she knew it would end with thirium being spilt. She couldn't just leave either, that wouldn't end any better. It would just end with Connor chasing her instead of another android.

The only game she could see herself winning was pretending to be a machine, an obedient machine assistant to Connor. She ran her hands through her hair, watching Connor and Hank chat at one of the tables. She supposed she should follow soon, but the quiet in the car was pleasant.

Eventually, she stepped out, walking slowly over to the two partners of hers. "CyberLife androids are designed to work harmoniously with humans, both my appearance and voice were specifically designed to facilitate my integration."

Eva slowed as she heard Connor speak, nearly coming to a stop as Hank replied. "Well, they fucked up." Eva covered her mouth quickly, trying to contain the laughter that threatened to pour out and expose her. She could see Hank glance at her as she cleared her throat, her eyes beaming with amusement. The side of his mouth quirked up as she stood next to the table.

"Can I ask you a personal question, Lieutenant?" Eva asked, leaning over the table slightly. "Why do you hate androids so much?" Hank looked at her a few seconds, and he could genuinely have told anyone in the world that there was genuine hurt in her eyes at her own words.

"I have my reasons," he said, taking a bite of his burger. Eva stared at the umbrella pole in front of her as Connor and Hank spoke.

"They don't really feel emotions, they just get overwhelmed by irrational instructions." Out of the corner of his eye, Hank could see Eva's eyebrows furrow, her LED flickering red one time before settling back into blue. "Which can lead to unpredictable behavior."

Hank didn't even look away from Eva as he spoke. "Emotions always screw everything up," he said, watching her look away from him. "Maybe androids aren't as different from us as we thought."

Eva turned back to Hank quickly, a small hopeful smile on her face. Hank returned it as he finished his cheeseburger, feeling somewhat pleased with her happy expression. Yeah, he knew. He had known since she had walked out of the investigation room when Connor started yelling.

When she tried to protect Connor from his grip, that was the moment he knew for sure that she was deviant. He didn't know what the hell she was doing hunting deviants, but he sure as hell knew not to pry. Hank turned back to Connor, sipping on his soda.

"You ever dealt with deviants before?" Eva watched as Connor's LED turned yellow, and she knew that he was thinking back on Daniel and Emma.

"A few months back," Connor said, pausing before he continued. "A deviant was threatening to jump off the roof with a little girl. We managed to save her." Eva nodded, her focus back on the pole in the middle of the table.

Hank took a sip of his soda. "So, I guess you've done all your homework, right? Know everything there is to know about me?"

"I know you graduated top of your class," Connor announced. "You made a name for yourself in several cases, and became the youngest lieutenant in Detroit." Hank nodded. "I also know you've received several disciplinary warnings in recent years, and you spend a lot of time in bars."

"So, what's your conclusion?"

"I think working with an officer with... personal issues... is an added challenge. But, adapting to human unpredictability is one of my features," Connor said, winking at Hank. Eva made a small whirring noise as her fans kicked on to compensate the overheating that had just occurred in her biocomponents. That was new. She thought.

Connor blinked rapidly, his LED flickering yellow. "I just got a report of a suspected deviant. It's a few blocks away. We should go have a look. I'll let you finish your meal. I'll be in the car, if you need me." Connor walked back to the car, leaving Eva and Hank alone at the table.

"You should be more careful," Hank muttered, feeling Eva turn towards him without even looking at her. "He will find out, kid."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Lieutenant," she murmured, nodding once to show she understood before heading back to the car, Hank's eyes following her the entire way.

"Hey, Connor," Hank called, Connor was still in the elevator, his eyes closed. Slowly they opened to see Eva and Hank standing outside of the lift. "You run out of batteries or what?"

"I'm sorry," Connor replied, tilting his head. "I was making a report to CyberLife."

"Huh... Well, do you plan on staying in the elevator?"

"No!" Connor whined, "I'm coming."

"What do we know about this guy," Hank asked Eva directly beside him.

"Nothing much, just that a neighbor said he heard strange noises from this floor," she replied, tapping her LED to start her recording. "Nobody's supposed to be living here, but the neighbor said he saw a man hiding an LED under his cap."

"Oh Christ, if we have to investigate every time someone hears a strange noise, we're gonna need more cops," Hank said, Eva smiling at his words.