"You don't know that," Gavin says quietly. "Maybe if you hadn't been with her, she wouldn't have lived as long as she did." He pauses, considering his words carefully before continuing. "Either way, it wasn't your fault."

He feels a lump rise in his throat as he thinks about the countless times he'd failed to protect someone he cared about; how even now, it felt like he was failing you by not being able to make things better.

"Don't be sorry," Gavin says with a small smile as he brushes a stray hair from your face. "And you don't need to thank me. I'm just here if you ever want to talk about it again." He pauses, looking into your eyes searchingly before adding, almost shyly, "Or anything else."

The air between them seems to shift somehow, becoming less charged and more... comfortable. It's a feeling that neither of them is quite ready to deal with yet.

"Huh, looks like they got to the android before we could," he mutters as they approach the scene. "But there's still something off about this..." His gaze drifts over the bodies and debris before finally settling on a nearby piece of evidence. "What's with that?" He points at what appears to be a shredded data chip.

"Maybe it's just trash, or maybe someone wanted to destroy evidence," Gavin says with a shrug, not giving the data chip much thought. He turns back to Detective Johnson and crosses his arms over his chest. "So what now? You going to assign me as the android-buster?" he asks sarcastically.

"Well, since you're here, I was hoping we could work together on this," she replies sheepishly. Gavin raises an eyebrow in surprise at her tone;