[ 2B grunts in response, laconic as ever. She dresses him slowly, taking care not to further aggravate his injuries. Her movements are precise and measured, and soon she has him completely dressed, picking dust off of him and brushing him off again.

With her visor completely unusable, 2B knows that she'll have to do without it. Keeping it around her neck, she moves to 9S' side, hooking her arms underneath him and lifting him up. With the rain stopping, their way out is much less hazardous. Still, she takes her time walking over to the rubble, still pointedly not looking at his face. ]

It would be best if we spoke of this to no one. [ 2B says after an extended silence. ] If word were to get back to Command, we could be given reassignment.

[ She glances to his face now, coolly. ] Allow me to do the explaining when we get back to camp.