[ 2B doesn't know what she feels when she sees 9S; there's elation, surely, but also something else. Something about him seems... different. Off. Maybe it's the fact that his visor is gone, but she can see something crazed in his eyes, and it causes her brow to furrow and her own head to tilt, opposite to the cant of his neck. She hadn't been expecting to see him ever again, and while that thought caused her pain... It also gave her an overwhelming sense of relief. She'd never have to hurt him again. To kill him again.
2B had been happy with her memories entrusted to A2, and she had so many of them. Because of 9S, almost all of them were happy. She shelves her misgivings in order to step closer to him, to assess him for any major damage, and it takes her a few moments before she speaks. ]
I'm glad... that you're safe. [ And she means it. Something warm blooms inside of her, and she wants to reach out and touch him. To ensure that he's real, and that this isn't some stray line of code causing her to hallucinate. 2B vaguely wonders if her body is mangled and brutalized somewhere, and that this entire instance is a desperate last misfire of her cerebral core.
Haltingly, gently, she reaches out her hand to warm her palm against his cheek. Even through her glove, she can feel the heat emanating from his dermal layer, housing his internal systems and keeping them safe. When she speaks again, her voice is thick. ]
I... didn't think I'd get the chance. To see you again.
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2B had been happy with her memories entrusted to A2, and she had so many of them. Because of 9S, almost all of them were happy. She shelves her misgivings in order to step closer to him, to assess him for any major damage, and it takes her a few moments before she speaks. ]
I'm glad... that you're safe. [ And she means it. Something warm blooms inside of her, and she wants to reach out and touch him. To ensure that he's real, and that this isn't some stray line of code causing her to hallucinate. 2B vaguely wonders if her body is mangled and brutalized somewhere, and that this entire instance is a desperate last misfire of her cerebral core.
Haltingly, gently, she reaches out her hand to warm her palm against his cheek. Even through her glove, she can feel the heat emanating from his dermal layer, housing his internal systems and keeping them safe. When she speaks again, her voice is thick. ]
I... didn't think I'd get the chance. To see you again.