[ 2B's logistics systems compile and assess the ways this could go wrong as she walks, but she does her best not to think of such things. She's never been one for planning, anyhow, so maybe acting on the fly would be best. She can practically feel 9S' misgivings radiating off of him, but she says nothing of it; if he wants to talk about them with her, he will. She has the utmost faith in him in that regard. ]
Good call. Maybe we can find something in the park. [ 2B recalls finding old jewelry and even scraps of clothing in the Amusement Park; it's not so far out of the realm of possibility that they could find something to replace their YoRHa-issued clothing. It's fortunate that she's never been one to care for appearances, as well, since she knows that there's a high chance that they'll look ridiculous before the night is over.
As they walk in silence, 2B's mind calms, her visor scanning the area for potential hostiles. While the heat signatures of machine lifeforms glower ominously in the distance, their path to the Amusement Park is relatively clear; it's just as 2B is about to draw her weapon as a precaution that 9S reaches for her hand, causing her to halt momentarily.
Rather than deny him, she smoothly interlocks her fingers with his, pressing their palms together as they walk. She can feel him shaking, and she says nothing at first, content to just lead him by the hand as they walk towards their goal. When she does speak, her voice is soft. Gentle. ]
... There's nothing to worry about if we're together.
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Good call. Maybe we can find something in the park. [ 2B recalls finding old jewelry and even scraps of clothing in the Amusement Park; it's not so far out of the realm of possibility that they could find something to replace their YoRHa-issued clothing. It's fortunate that she's never been one to care for appearances, as well, since she knows that there's a high chance that they'll look ridiculous before the night is over.
As they walk in silence, 2B's mind calms, her visor scanning the area for potential hostiles. While the heat signatures of machine lifeforms glower ominously in the distance, their path to the Amusement Park is relatively clear; it's just as 2B is about to draw her weapon as a precaution that 9S reaches for her hand, causing her to halt momentarily.
Rather than deny him, she smoothly interlocks her fingers with his, pressing their palms together as they walk. She can feel him shaking, and she says nothing at first, content to just lead him by the hand as they walk towards their goal. When she does speak, her voice is soft. Gentle. ]
... There's nothing to worry about if we're together.