[ it always . . . ends like this, she reminds herself. it is a distant voice, her own, but her body is straddled over the body of another android in her memory. her hands were wrapped around his neck until he suffocated. why was it that the cycle never ended? why couldn't she move when she should have?
her hesitation, her programming, cost her the life of the race she was meant to save. the bare squeeze of her fingers causes the metallic inside of her palms to squeak. she could've saved them both.
soundlessly, 2B steps toward the man, curls her arms beneath the curve of his back and behind the legs— before gently lifting him up. before more monsters found them, the least they could do was find somewhere peaceful. 2B was bullheaded, she would perform repairs no matter the injury, she would angrily reject her pod's words of rationale until the mangled body in her arms would speak up and plead. please. his eyes said the same as 9S's on that rusty skied afternoon.
the android pulls her bottom lip into her mouth with a soft inhale, holding her breathing as if it would help the sting under her eyes subside. ]
Please forgive me. [ she cradles the bleeding, dying man like a mother would a babe. she still walks with purpose and little labor. ] Robby— we need shelter. The closest you could find.
[ they wouldn't be dying. not when this man asks them to stay alive. ]
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her hesitation, her programming, cost her the life of the race she was meant to save. the bare squeeze of her fingers causes the metallic inside of her palms to squeak. she could've saved them both.
soundlessly, 2B steps toward the man, curls her arms beneath the curve of his back and behind the legs— before gently lifting him up. before more monsters found them, the least they could do was find somewhere peaceful. 2B was bullheaded, she would perform repairs no matter the injury, she would angrily reject her pod's words of rationale until the mangled body in her arms would speak up and plead. please. his eyes said the same as 9S's on that rusty skied afternoon.
the android pulls her bottom lip into her mouth with a soft inhale, holding her breathing as if it would help the sting under her eyes subside. ]
Please forgive me. [ she cradles the bleeding, dying man like a mother would a babe. she still walks with purpose and little labor. ] Robby— we need shelter. The closest you could find.
[ they wouldn't be dying. not when this man asks them to stay alive. ]