[ 2B hates this. Hates how dejected he sounds. It makes her reconsider the alternatives to everything she's just said; it makes her neural circuits fire off in different directions, recounting her words and compiling new, different paths for her to follow. She knows that this is better for the both of them, that distance is the one thing that will keep this from hurting, but--
-- More than anything, she wants to be close to him. As close as they were in that basement. Close enough for their circuits to entangle and never be apart. 2B doesn't know what love is outside of some archaic, abstract definition of the word gleaned from human records provided by the Bunker, but 9S somehow gives that vague denotation clarity. She doesn't claim to love him. She only knows that she never wants to leave his side.
2B wants to reach out to him, to bridge the chasm she's created willfully with her own two hands. But she doesn't. She can't. Not when she knows how this will end.
And so, she lapses into silence again. It's easier. Better this way... Until it isn't. Something hot seems to cause her verbal synapses to misfire, pushing the words out before she can stop them. ]
So why don't you do just the bare minimum? Why do you keep acting the way you do?
[ 2B's tone is softer than it usually is. This conversation isn't mission-critical. It's illogical. But something inside of her feels like it will break if she doesn't get the words out. ] Why do you keep reaching out?
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-- More than anything, she wants to be close to him. As close as they were in that basement. Close enough for their circuits to entangle and never be apart. 2B doesn't know what love is outside of some archaic, abstract definition of the word gleaned from human records provided by the Bunker, but 9S somehow gives that vague denotation clarity. She doesn't claim to love him. She only knows that she never wants to leave his side.
2B wants to reach out to him, to bridge the chasm she's created willfully with her own two hands. But she doesn't. She can't. Not when she knows how this will end.
And so, she lapses into silence again. It's easier. Better this way... Until it isn't. Something hot seems to cause her verbal synapses to misfire, pushing the words out before she can stop them. ]
So why don't you do just the bare minimum? Why do you keep acting the way you do?
[ 2B's tone is softer than it usually is. This conversation isn't mission-critical. It's illogical. But something inside of her feels like it will break if she doesn't get the words out. ] Why do you keep reaching out?