What is it, that Woe sees? 2B catches visuals and is known to quickly read them, decipher the human face, voice and body coded with language as swiftly as she could dispatch a knife into knot filters— the android equivalent to a kidney. As much as her frustration simmers when she is reminded of leaving and such a decision to send her, when she sees the faint imperfections—
She can't help her own losing any aggressive steam. She would have definitely done the same. She has done the same.
What comes out of Woe's mouth, word by strict word, has 2B wavering in her stand. She nearly sits, but fastens her legs to remain upright like a stilted doll. "I have a soul," she murmurs, in a way so dumbfounded it seems she's still trying to convince herself of facts that were once only idle speculation.
It hadn't mattered if it was experimental, she was alive, with the same tattered chassis she arrived with, the same hard drive and the same bank of memories. The her of today and now had been saved when not a single superior had once cared. Only one had cared enough to try it, then one became two, then a few more. She could count the on her charred black fingers. She was expendable to YoRHa.
2B has enough strength in her legs to kick them into a stride, steady and stiffened to give her enough balance. The closer she steps to Woe, the more her height exceeds the woman's. Her own features too, incomplete but forwarded with the quietness of her voice, give way to honor: "And you gave me a heart."
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She can't help her own losing any aggressive steam. She would have definitely done the same. She has done the same.
What comes out of Woe's mouth, word by strict word, has 2B wavering in her stand. She nearly sits, but fastens her legs to remain upright like a stilted doll. "I have a soul," she murmurs, in a way so dumbfounded it seems she's still trying to convince herself of facts that were once only idle speculation.
It hadn't mattered if it was experimental, she was alive, with the same tattered chassis she arrived with, the same hard drive and the same bank of memories. The her of today and now had been saved when not a single superior had once cared. Only one had cared enough to try it, then one became two, then a few more. She could count the on her charred black fingers. She was expendable to YoRHa.
2B has enough strength in her legs to kick them into a stride, steady and stiffened to give her enough balance. The closer she steps to Woe, the more her height exceeds the woman's. Her own features too, incomplete but forwarded with the quietness of her voice, give way to honor: "And you gave me a heart."