[ 9S shuts his eyes as she kisses his brow, committing the gesture to memory. Affection from 2B is intoxicating, and he wants more of it. More of her, more of this. To feel loved and love someone. And he does love her. 9S becomes more certain of that with every passing second. He smiles, reaching to cup her face in his hands. He could stay like this forever, honestly. ]

They're fine, I promise.

Logically, I know I'm not built like you. But I've held up and stayed alive this long, right? That's gotta count for something.

[ His thumb brushes along her cheek, lingering there as he tilts his head, their noses brushing. ]

2B...

[ God. He just... The overflow of love and care in the afterglow is infectious. 9S cranes his neck, delicately pressing his lips against hers. ]