[ Death had brought a certain clarity to 2B; though she'd been a good soldier herself-- one of the best, even-- she realizes now that she'd just been a pawn. A pawn for androids likely just as scared and broken as both she and 9S are, lost without a directive and bereft of purpose. She doesn't hate Command or the sham Council of Humanity, though she knows she has every right to. The time for anger and hatred has passed for her, though it seems to have only just begun to dawn for her partner.
2B is quiet as he seethes, making only a slightly pained noise as his hand finds her throat again. The pressure of the bend between his thumb and his index finger is threatening in its imminent crush, her lips preemptively parting as she inhales. She can see his pain easily from this vantage point, and it only serves to make tears fall from her eyes ever faster.
At the mention of A2's death, 2B's expression flickers with pain. She hadn't known the other android for long, but she'd been grateful for her hand in ending her and safeguarding both her memories as well as 9S. 2B wants to cover his hand with her own, to comfort him and hold him now that she actually can without fear of having to kill him later on; the Bunker is gone now, and with it is her purpose.
As his grip tightens, 2B doesn't fight it. She listens to him speak, struggling to suck in air through the constraining pressure of his fingers, his tears mingling with her own. ]
Always... wanted you-- [ She chokes, knowing it won't do her any good. As her vision begins to blur and corrupt, 2B makes a soft noise, her body twitching involuntarily beneath his weight. ]
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2B is quiet as he seethes, making only a slightly pained noise as his hand finds her throat again. The pressure of the bend between his thumb and his index finger is threatening in its imminent crush, her lips preemptively parting as she inhales. She can see his pain easily from this vantage point, and it only serves to make tears fall from her eyes ever faster.
At the mention of A2's death, 2B's expression flickers with pain. She hadn't known the other android for long, but she'd been grateful for her hand in ending her and safeguarding both her memories as well as 9S. 2B wants to cover his hand with her own, to comfort him and hold him now that she actually can without fear of having to kill him later on; the Bunker is gone now, and with it is her purpose.
As his grip tightens, 2B doesn't fight it. She listens to him speak, struggling to suck in air through the constraining pressure of his fingers, his tears mingling with her own. ]
Always... wanted you-- [ She chokes, knowing it won't do her any good. As her vision begins to blur and corrupt, 2B makes a soft noise, her body twitching involuntarily beneath his weight. ]