[ 2B is more aware of 9S' loneliness than even he knows, and it's because of this that she seeks to keep a certain sense of distance between the two of them. The first time they'd met, she'd allowed him to get close; to allow herself a certain degree of closeness with him in return. The end came swiftly anyway.
The second time had been notably more difficult, though she could scarcely understand why. He always smiled the same smile-- called her "ma'am," asked superfluous questions-- always did his best to put himself in between danger and herself. The end had been less clean this time, and it had only gotten worse in sequence.
This is the fifth time that she's been here with 9S. Her fifth time through this cycle, and the third time her throat grew tight with the knowledge of what her partner knew. She couldn't compromise the security of YoRHa's operations. She wouldn't.
And yet... And yet. He always wore that same smile. Used the same phrases.
2B's reach for her own Pod is more measured than her partner's, her body swaying with the momentum of her weight as she descends into the sinkhole forming beneath them. Though 9S can't see her, her eyes desperately snap onto his frame, searching for signs of injury in spite of herself, though she says nothing. Seeing that he is whole and unharmed, she turns her gaze away, the toes of her boots gracefully tapping against the ground as she lands. ]
I can't ask if you're alright if you don't give me the chance to, [ She responds evenly, expressionless in spite of the ghost of amusement that ekes into her voice. She steps over to where he is, gently nudging one of the time-worn boxes with her foot. ] It's amazing that these even lasted this long.
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The second time had been notably more difficult, though she could scarcely understand why. He always smiled the same smile-- called her "ma'am," asked superfluous questions-- always did his best to put himself in between danger and herself. The end had been less clean this time, and it had only gotten worse in sequence.
This is the fifth time that she's been here with 9S. Her fifth time through this cycle, and the third time her throat grew tight with the knowledge of what her partner knew. She couldn't compromise the security of YoRHa's operations. She wouldn't.
And yet... And yet. He always wore that same smile. Used the same phrases.
2B's reach for her own Pod is more measured than her partner's, her body swaying with the momentum of her weight as she descends into the sinkhole forming beneath them. Though 9S can't see her, her eyes desperately snap onto his frame, searching for signs of injury in spite of herself, though she says nothing. Seeing that he is whole and unharmed, she turns her gaze away, the toes of her boots gracefully tapping against the ground as she lands. ]
I can't ask if you're alright if you don't give me the chance to, [ She responds evenly, expressionless in spite of the ghost of amusement that ekes into her voice. She steps over to where he is, gently nudging one of the time-worn boxes with her foot. ] It's amazing that these even lasted this long.