[ 2B allows herself to forget that this is a new version of 9S; allows herself, for a split second, to forget that she's playing a dangerous game in being here like this with him. She knows what she said, knows what she's done, but she makes no effort to take it back.
She's happy when 9S pretends with her, in his own quiet way. Happy, until she opens her eyes, staring at the hollow created by his chin and collarbone. She feels his breathing even out and practically hears the way his mind whirs, as it always does, and she knows that the warm, wet little asylum they've created is rapidly disappearing. 2B curses herself for being so selfish.
When he pulls away, her world ends. Just a little bit. He rebuilds it by degrees when he gently caresses her face, prompting her to look up into his eyes. ]
... I did.
[ She states simply, her expression an unreadable collection of sadness and affection. 2B doesn't want to lie to him anymore, but the more she tries to force the words out, the less they seem willing to come. His question breaks her in its innocence, in its trusting; 2B feels raw and fractured and weak in her ability to go against her programming.
Still. She tries. For him. ]
We've b-- [ She begins, but her speech modulator is stopped by an error. 2B dismisses it before trying again. ] I-- [ Again, the same dialogue pops up, informing her of another error. ] 9S, I--
[ And something sharp twists within her at that third attempt, causing her to go slack against him momentarily. A warning, put in place by Command. 2B struggles for air, silently making sure that her attempts at treason hadn't activated some sort of beacon within her. ]
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She's happy when 9S pretends with her, in his own quiet way. Happy, until she opens her eyes, staring at the hollow created by his chin and collarbone. She feels his breathing even out and practically hears the way his mind whirs, as it always does, and she knows that the warm, wet little asylum they've created is rapidly disappearing. 2B curses herself for being so selfish.
When he pulls away, her world ends. Just a little bit. He rebuilds it by degrees when he gently caresses her face, prompting her to look up into his eyes. ]
... I did.
[ She states simply, her expression an unreadable collection of sadness and affection. 2B doesn't want to lie to him anymore, but the more she tries to force the words out, the less they seem willing to come. His question breaks her in its innocence, in its trusting; 2B feels raw and fractured and weak in her ability to go against her programming.
Still. She tries. For him. ]
We've b-- [ She begins, but her speech modulator is stopped by an error. 2B dismisses it before trying again. ] I-- [ Again, the same dialogue pops up, informing her of another error. ] 9S, I--
[ And something sharp twists within her at that third attempt, causing her to go slack against him momentarily. A warning, put in place by Command. 2B struggles for air, silently making sure that her attempts at treason hadn't activated some sort of beacon within her. ]
I... I'm sorry.