[ 2B knows he's just being himself and that he isn't doing this purposely; after all, how could he know the effect he has on her? She knows he's analyzing her as they continue, and... honestly, that has never bothered her. In fact, she hopes he continues and happens to find something, anything, that reminds him of her from before this meeting. She knows that there's no use for that, and even if he did remember, what was she supposed to do then?
9S works in tandem with her as efficiently as ever, and soon the machine nest they'd been sent to dispatched is nothing more than a scrap pile. 2B is almost frustrated; while she'd taken down her fair share of the machine lifeforms, it had done nothing to ease her tension. She glances at 9S as that now-familiar screen projection activates in front of him, and she swings her sword a few times in order to throw off the machine oil clinging to it. ]
I don't remember ever saying that. You'd do better not to put words in my mouth, [ She responds evenly, resheathing her weapon in its place at her back. 2B picks stray pieces of machine detritus off of her person as 9S hesitates over his data terminal, prompting her to raise a brow... and her pulse to quicken.
Had he found something? Had the memory wipe been corrupted in some way? Had he, in his infinite cleverness, left something behind for him to come back to later?
2B turns towards him, stepping closer in spite of herself. It's probably nothing and she knows it. Making as if she's heading towards the entrance of the silo, she affects a nonchalant tone. ] We're done here. Find anything unusual?
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9S works in tandem with her as efficiently as ever, and soon the machine nest they'd been sent to dispatched is nothing more than a scrap pile. 2B is almost frustrated; while she'd taken down her fair share of the machine lifeforms, it had done nothing to ease her tension. She glances at 9S as that now-familiar screen projection activates in front of him, and she swings her sword a few times in order to throw off the machine oil clinging to it. ]
I don't remember ever saying that. You'd do better not to put words in my mouth, [ She responds evenly, resheathing her weapon in its place at her back. 2B picks stray pieces of machine detritus off of her person as 9S hesitates over his data terminal, prompting her to raise a brow... and her pulse to quicken.
Had he found something? Had the memory wipe been corrupted in some way? Had he, in his infinite cleverness, left something behind for him to come back to later?
2B turns towards him, stepping closer in spite of herself. It's probably nothing and she knows it. Making as if she's heading towards the entrance of the silo, she affects a nonchalant tone. ] We're done here. Find anything unusual?