[ 2B watches 9S intently, familiar enough with his mannerisms by now to know when he's stuck on analyzing new data. She can't see his eyes behind his visor, but she knows him well enough to accurately guess at the expression he's making, the subtle movements behind the blindfold confirmation enough of her assumptions. An overwhelming sense of calm washes over her the more she watches him, and she vaguely wonders if it's always been this way.

She can't say that she isn't confused. Conflicted as she is, 2B is well aware of how these emotions could potentially prove themselves to be a liability. On the other hand, however, she's well aware that she can't run from them for much longer. ]

I'll leave the analytics to you, then, and you can tell me once you sort them out. [ She says gently, turning away from him. ]

... You're closer to understanding this than I am. But are you implying something by saying that it wasn't enough?