Family is a concept Markus knows better than most androids, having been raised in love, albeit a twisted one with ownership in mind. But his fellow androids have easily become the true form of it, through chosen connectivity and belief in their cause. It focuses him to have Connor here. He drops his hand after the greeting is done, tilting his head in some confusion.

"I just saw you." How could it be awhile? Immediately before his eyes opened here, they were together in the snow, starting a new path for their people together. Markus can already tell with some sense of dread that he is not going to like the answers. They can't go back, that's not how things work. Well, Markus has pushed against 'that's not how things work' before. He hasn't let bullets or certain death stop him yet.

"I don't have time for an interesting experience. I have to be there." It is fear driving him then as much as anything else. It is not that he doubts his friends can handle themselves or step up in his place, but so much has been placed onto his shoulders as the leader of the revolution. Take off the head of the snake. It would be so easy for them to backslide. He has a responsibility. Focus, Markus.

He looks at the paper in question, running a hand across his brow. "Fine, let's find a pumpkin. Who is in charge here?"