[ Nothing about this seems right. 9S isn't foolish to believe that this doesn't run deeper than it does at face value. As 2B slowly slips away from him, he finds himself both against being close to her and desperate for it all the same. That need for validation, to be loved, still stains his heart like a thick sludge. 2B had left her mark on him so many times before, and his lack of recollection for it means nothing. Especially now. It's why he continues to touch her, to feel her face even as her eyes fill with this fear he isn't used to seeing in any combat model. Much less 2B.
Does he really know her that well? 9S suddenly feels so small in front of her, so lost and he needs direction and answers. His mind runs a mile a minute, feeling this sting when she consistently clicks with warnings that tells him this is bad.
But nothing strikes him harder than her claim of it being classified information. No... No the answer to his question is daunting and terrifying. Although it's immediately paled in comparison to the question that she asks. It's as if her protocol, canned response works in tandem to her request of their disconnection. And suddenly he knows everything he needs to know.
She's the one who's emptied his memories. Or has at least been part in facilitating it. 9S' eyes widen, lips parting at her question and he isn't sure if he should deny it entirely and move on, or crumble right there. Asking her why won't bring any answers, that much has been made clear. He hesitates to answer at first, but it's clear that... That whatever she has to do, she doesn't want to do it anymore.
If that's what 2B wants? It's what he wants. As she holds his hand, it rests limp there a moment, until his resolve has his grip tightening around hers. ]
It wouldn't be easy. Or fast. I would have to reformat the two of us almost completely and re-route our Pods' software but...
Yeah. It's possible.
[ He looks terrified. That means they would be abandoning YoRHa, making them fugitives. Traitors. And so they would be marked as wanted for termination. Knowing that he's held so much important information at once is what terrifies him the most. 2B might be spared. Punished.
9S would be killed. Hell, there's still a chance she would too. 9S' eyes glaze over with this heart-wrenching fear. As she slips away, so does their shared grip.]
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Does he really know her that well? 9S suddenly feels so small in front of her, so lost and he needs direction and answers. His mind runs a mile a minute, feeling this sting when she consistently clicks with warnings that tells him this is bad.
But nothing strikes him harder than her claim of it being classified information. No... No the answer to his question is daunting and terrifying. Although it's immediately paled in comparison to the question that she asks. It's as if her protocol, canned response works in tandem to her request of their disconnection. And suddenly he knows everything he needs to know.
She's the one who's emptied his memories. Or has at least been part in facilitating it. 9S' eyes widen, lips parting at her question and he isn't sure if he should deny it entirely and move on, or crumble right there. Asking her why won't bring any answers, that much has been made clear. He hesitates to answer at first, but it's clear that... That whatever she has to do, she doesn't want to do it anymore.
If that's what 2B wants? It's what he wants. As she holds his hand, it rests limp there a moment, until his resolve has his grip tightening around hers. ]
It wouldn't be easy. Or fast. I would have to reformat the two of us almost completely and re-route our Pods' software but...
Yeah. It's possible.
[ He looks terrified. That means they would be abandoning YoRHa, making them fugitives. Traitors. And so they would be marked as wanted for termination. Knowing that he's held so much important information at once is what terrifies him the most. 2B might be spared. Punished.
9S would be killed. Hell, there's still a chance she would too. 9S' eyes glaze over with this heart-wrenching fear. As she slips away, so does their shared grip.]
Is... Is that what you want?