[ quietly, she's thankful he's there to break the silence. She'd dreaded his attempts at conversation in the past. Nowadays, the world can be dreadfully empty and still, the thundering downpour notwithstanding. Even knowing what she knows about YoRHa, having the skies empty is...
Well, they're not thoughts for her to have, and it's easier if she doesn't think about it. And it's easier not to think about it if 9S is here. He really is like a light. ]
Scrap metal, huh...
[ it's repeated without any particular inflection. Her feelings on the Bunker remain tangled and complicated, the matter with 9S and her assignment aside; it's not a problem she can just cut through with her blade, which puts it firmly outside of her area of expertise (like so many of her problems these days.) ]
... There should be some physical information storage units somewhere in this section. The problem is getting to them before the rain does.
[ and whether or not they were corrupted by the virus beyond repair like so many of their comrades... ]
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Well, they're not thoughts for her to have, and it's easier if she doesn't think about it. And it's easier not to think about it if 9S is here. He really is like a light. ]
Scrap metal, huh...
[ it's repeated without any particular inflection. Her feelings on the Bunker remain tangled and complicated, the matter with 9S and her assignment aside; it's not a problem she can just cut through with her blade, which puts it firmly outside of her area of expertise (like so many of her problems these days.) ]
... There should be some physical information storage units somewhere in this section. The problem is getting to them before the rain does.
[ and whether or not they were corrupted by the virus beyond repair like so many of their comrades... ]