[ Elijah smiles, relieved to hear of Chloe's progress. If there's anything androids are better than humans at, it's surviving. Still, it's an immense weight off his shoulders to hear that. ]

I knew she'd be alright.

[ Obviously! He made her!! His personal android isn't going to be made of the same mass-produced plastic as everyone else. But right, more than half of the people here are cops so they have to worry about that shit. ]

Pretty sure we'd attract all the wrong kinda people if that shit got out. We've gotta get shit under control, and soon.

[ Elijah helpfully adds: ]

I own most of the media outlets in Detroit. Well, Cyberlife does, if we want to get technical. But I can make sure it doesn't get out. Just getting that out there.