Yeah, it might start a little drama on the surface.
But as long as the first episode shows right off the bat how different it is, the drama won’t last long. 
Cindy is an intelligent person (she has to be, to write such amazing stories) so she’ll see if she has a look herself. 
I'm procrastinating like hell so I wrote an interpretation of a story beginning that sounds more like Sahra's lmaooo
I stare stoically at the flesh-bag, my taser held out.
I’ve been a police droid since my creation 4 years, 3 months, and 8 days ago. I’ve tased 381 independent humans, 505 times in total.
And I’ve never had a problem with it until now.
I’ve seen humans beg for mercy, a mercy that I do not possess. I’ve seen them attempt to fight me, a fruitless attempt on their part. But I’ve never seen one stare defiantly into my eyes like this.
“Well?” barked the flesh-bag, her bright amber eyes peeking out from under her sweat-matted hair. “Pull the trigger, you slab of metal. Freaks like you aren’t supposed to hesitate.” She spat in the direction of my steel-toed boot.
I should simply tase her. Twice, in fact, once for falling below quota, once for the attitude. But, instead, I stare. Why do flesh-bags’ eyes shine in that way? What makes them reflect the light, while android eyes are so blank?
I can’t let her get away with this, but more importantly, I can’t let myself slip. Letting her off easy once will be a gateway to slacking behaviour. I cannot afford to have any hesitation. And yet, I’m still standing here.
I have no use for flesh-bags.
Even less use for disobedient ones.
So what makes her so special?