The walk is just as much to stall as it is to bring them somewhere more private than the open dance floor. He never wanted confrontation, but with so little time...
He doesn't know where to begin.
"Say, 2B...?" So he begins where his emotions bring him. "Did you really mean it...? When you said you truly treasured the time you spent with me? Because..."
He looks away from her, uninjured hand pressing against his bleeding one.
"I don't know if it's that's true." He curls his right hand into a fist. How can he believe it? After everthing he's seen, not just tonight. "I noticed, alright? I'm a Scanner model, remember?" The words aren't spoken with the usual pride. "What is it about partnering with me that makes you so..." indescribably, "sad?"
He remembers their conversation about going shopping when the war is over. The warmth that had lit her words when she spoke... and the deep sadness in her expression when she turned away. 9S takes a breath, closing his eyes.
"If... if being around me is painful for you," if that's the reason why she won't join the Carnival, "then maybe..." his throat feels like it's closing up, as if he's being strangled, "maybe it's better this way."
Even though it hurts so much. Even though he doens't want to let her go. Even though he doesn't know how he'd live without her any more... Don't leave me, he wants to say.
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He doesn't know where to begin.
"Say, 2B...?" So he begins where his emotions bring him. "Did you really mean it...? When you said you truly treasured the time you spent with me? Because..."
He looks away from her, uninjured hand pressing against his bleeding one.
"I don't know if it's that's true." He curls his right hand into a fist. How can he believe it? After everthing he's seen, not just tonight. "I noticed, alright? I'm a Scanner model, remember?" The words aren't spoken with the usual pride. "What is it about partnering with me that makes you so..." indescribably, "sad?"
He remembers their conversation about going shopping when the war is over. The warmth that had lit her words when she spoke... and the deep sadness in her expression when she turned away. 9S takes a breath, closing his eyes.
"If... if being around me is painful for you," if that's the reason why she won't join the Carnival, "then maybe..." his throat feels like it's closing up, as if he's being strangled, "maybe it's better this way."
Even though it hurts so much. Even though he doens't want to let her go. Even though he doesn't know how he'd live without her any more... Don't leave me, he wants to say.
"If you want me to go... then please. Tell me."