9S bites back the urge to complain. He's not made for discerning the intricacies of biological life; that's 3S' role, not his. No, he has a job to do and he prides himself on performing well beyond expectations! He can't afford to disappoint his human boss!
He manages to keep his usual whine out of his voice when he replies. "You're not anything like what exists in my world, so I can't tell you what, exactly. And looking too hard at you is seriously making my sensors go haywire." So he's gonna stop doing that before he has to resort to forcibly shut them down and reboot. "But alright, alright, I'll look at that other junk again."
9S frowns, dedicating more of his processing power to try and sift through all the static and noise. Ugh, what the heck's with all the interference!? But... he's starting to see where the interference is strongest, building patterns from its lulls and swells.
"It's coming from people," he observes aloud. "Their animals, too. There isn't as much when people aren't really doing anything. Like when they're reading, or walking along the street, that doesn't do much. But... it intensifies when people are communicating with each other. Or..." he shoots a glance over to the party occupying the rest of the park, before pointing directly at the stage where a live performance is taking place, "...Over there. That show. It's basically a cloud of static to me."
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He manages to keep his usual whine out of his voice when he replies. "You're not anything like what exists in my world, so I can't tell you what, exactly. And looking too hard at you is seriously making my sensors go haywire." So he's gonna stop doing that before he has to resort to forcibly shut them down and reboot. "But alright, alright, I'll look at that other junk again."
9S frowns, dedicating more of his processing power to try and sift through all the static and noise. Ugh, what the heck's with all the interference!? But... he's starting to see where the interference is strongest, building patterns from its lulls and swells.
"It's coming from people," he observes aloud. "Their animals, too. There isn't as much when people aren't really doing anything. Like when they're reading, or walking along the street, that doesn't do much. But... it intensifies when people are communicating with each other. Or..." he shoots a glance over to the party occupying the rest of the park, before pointing directly at the stage where a live performance is taking place, "...Over there. That show. It's basically a cloud of static to me."