[It's difficult to imagine--if an android like Connor ate something they'd end up with serious problems very fast, for instance--but he can still understand the idea, and it's... Creepy, maybe, is the right description. Not the issue of not being able to tell from the outside, since that's something Connor's used to, but the idea of not knowing oneself what species they even are. He thinks if there was even a possibility he might be human he would tear open an arm or something just to know for sure, but then again deviant androids are not known for their great decision-making under stress.

He can guess easily enough who the second of the two synthetics like DiMA is, but doesn't mention it. That last part about the Institute once again sounds like CyberLife, and Connor's gaze flickers briefly away as he remembers what they did regarding the entire rebellion.]

The company that makes androids in my world is called CyberLife, and it seems they and the Institute have similar motivations. CyberLife may be more business-oriented, however.

[They do love making money.]