[As they flow into the movements of the dance, 9S starts to feel... not better, per se. But less overwhelmed by the situation. He just... doesn't know what to do about it.
The silence between them is awkward, uncomfortable, not at all like those quiet moments they spent together fishing.
His hand gripping hers is tense, tight with worry.]
Hey, 2B...?
[He wants to lean in. He doesn't want this to be their last night, but if it is...]
as well as the stoned desert androids...
The silence between them is awkward, uncomfortable, not at all like those quiet moments they spent together fishing.
His hand gripping hers is tense, tight with worry.]
Hey, 2B...?
[He wants to lean in. He doesn't want this to be their last night, but if it is...]
How did I escape the virus?