It’s accurate to what she thinks of herself when it comes to comfort. She could hardly calm her operator after being rejected by another android— I’m not the one to talk about these things to, and yet, she tried her best.

Only shutdowns, she remembers as she swiftly inhales, holds her breath to aim, then fires her weapon for the SecUnit to drop still in an upheaval of smoke and sparks. It is a memory that brings back a harmful memory of her own, and she pushes it down with a tight swallow to do as the boy says: vents.

2B swiftly pries them an opening, offers them boosts to reach, and lags behind to cover their backs.