[ Pod 153 follows suit, hovering over 9S' shoulder with the light shining ahead of them. He wades slowly through the water with a growing interest in the floating debris he passes by, pausing only to scoop up a phone receiver bobbing along. ]
Um... Hey—2B. [ 9S doesn't look back up, though, instead focused on turning the phone around in his hand. It's caked in so much hardened mud that he's unsure if there's even any plastic left underneath, although it's retained the shape decently enough. If kind of cracked with one end eroded to hell. ] We used to keep all this stuff around because we wanted humanity to return back to what they left behind, right?
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[ Pod 153 follows suit, hovering over 9S' shoulder with the light shining ahead of them. He wades slowly through the water with a growing interest in the floating debris he passes by, pausing only to scoop up a phone receiver bobbing along. ]
Um... Hey—2B. [ 9S doesn't look back up, though, instead focused on turning the phone around in his hand. It's caked in so much hardened mud that he's unsure if there's even any plastic left underneath, although it's retained the shape decently enough. If kind of cracked with one end eroded to hell. ] We used to keep all this stuff around because we wanted humanity to return back to what they left behind, right?
[ Yet... ha ha. ]
Have you wondered what we should do with it now?