[ 2B hears him start up, though she doesn't move immediately. She still feels woozy and heavy, her head falling slack against 9S as she struggles to keep herself upright. She's worried about his arm, about him, but now that the immediate danger has passed, her sense of urgency takes a back seat to the all-encompassing pain that wracks her systems.
When 9S' hand warms against the back of her head, 2B lifts it, looking at him. She follows his line of vision as he glances around, taking stock of the area. At his question, she finally speaks. ]
Barely. We need to find a replacement for your arm.
[ 2B doesn't know what happened, but she knows what needs to be done; she gently settles him back down into a seated position as she winces, hauling herself to her feet. Though she sways slightly once she's upright, her Pod helpfully offers her a Medium Recovery, which she gladly takes. She instantly feels a difference, her equilibrium stabilizing and her visuals returning to full functionality.
Walking over to the pile of android corpses, 2B nudges one of them with the tip of her boot. ] These are new models. I don't know who any of these are. [ She kneels down, taking stock of what they have to work with. The majority of their bodies have been badly charred and broken by her self-destruction sequence, but she finds a few whose arms have remained relatively untouched.
Without further ado, 2B grabs three of the corpses, dragging them over to where 9S is and drawing her blade. She still feels a bit heady, but not enough to keep her off her feet. ]
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When 9S' hand warms against the back of her head, 2B lifts it, looking at him. She follows his line of vision as he glances around, taking stock of the area. At his question, she finally speaks. ]
Barely. We need to find a replacement for your arm.
[ 2B doesn't know what happened, but she knows what needs to be done; she gently settles him back down into a seated position as she winces, hauling herself to her feet. Though she sways slightly once she's upright, her Pod helpfully offers her a Medium Recovery, which she gladly takes. She instantly feels a difference, her equilibrium stabilizing and her visuals returning to full functionality.
Walking over to the pile of android corpses, 2B nudges one of them with the tip of her boot. ] These are new models. I don't know who any of these are. [ She kneels down, taking stock of what they have to work with. The majority of their bodies have been badly charred and broken by her self-destruction sequence, but she finds a few whose arms have remained relatively untouched.
Without further ado, 2B grabs three of the corpses, dragging them over to where 9S is and drawing her blade. She still feels a bit heady, but not enough to keep her off her feet. ]
Well... You have choices.