[ 9S sighs heavily, head throwing back in an eye-roll that can't be seen behind the shroud of his combat visor. ]

But it's been like this for days. I'm not programmed to be an errand-boy.

[ He's itching to learn more about the humans. To gather useful Intel rather than run around and deliver parts to and from Pascal's village. Or whatever else these Resistance androids want from them. It's easy to get a bit pouty when he would much rather do what he was intended to. ]

Why don't we check out the center of the City again? I could have sworn I picked up on some signals a few days ago. Weak signals, but I'm sure I can drag up something that'll give us accolades from the Commander.