[ 2B knows him well enough to bank on his becoming distracted by his analysis. She's learned to artfully dodge his lines of questioning if they threaten to compromise their objectives, though it's gotten harder and harder as time has worn on. 2B wonders if it's because he knows more than he lets on... or simply because she's growing softer towards him with each cycle that they go through.
She can't deny how soft she's become. How vulnerable. Though she won't verbalize it, she knows it as well as anyone. As an executioner type, she can't afford this. Any of it. ]
They do, but wasn't the sexual fraternization program nixed a long time ago? While it boosted morale, soldiers ran the risk of becoming despondent when their partners fell in battle. [ 2B hadn't been active at that time, but she'd read the records. She supposes that that was what 9S had meant when he'd said "frowned upon." ] I guess it would make sense that fragmented code would remain in newer models... but I haven't experienced a need for it myself.
[ Even behind his visor, 2B can tell that his eyes are travelling southward. Even as he turns his head, she calls to him, sternly. ] What are you looking at?
[ She doesn't answer him, even though she sees what he's getting at. That implication is there again, and it sends a jolt through her systems. Her adrenal pumps activate in response, though she remains stock-still. ] Enough dancing around. What are you getting at?
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She can't deny how soft she's become. How vulnerable. Though she won't verbalize it, she knows it as well as anyone. As an executioner type, she can't afford this. Any of it. ]
They do, but wasn't the sexual fraternization program nixed a long time ago? While it boosted morale, soldiers ran the risk of becoming despondent when their partners fell in battle. [ 2B hadn't been active at that time, but she'd read the records. She supposes that that was what 9S had meant when he'd said "frowned upon." ] I guess it would make sense that fragmented code would remain in newer models... but I haven't experienced a need for it myself.
[ Even behind his visor, 2B can tell that his eyes are travelling southward. Even as he turns his head, she calls to him, sternly. ] What are you looking at?
[ She doesn't answer him, even though she sees what he's getting at. That implication is there again, and it sends a jolt through her systems. Her adrenal pumps activate in response, though she remains stock-still. ] Enough dancing around. What are you getting at?