There's a brief but uncomfortable pause. The words used to fall so easily from his lips, but it's hard to feel the same enthusiasm for his work that he used to. Finding out what YoRHa did to him killed that enthusiasm, big time.
"I'm a Scanner, so my primary function is scouting enemy lines and supporting our war against the machine lifeforms. My secondary function is gathering information regarding the old world so we can better understand humans."
But he might not go back. He doesn't know. A part of him wants to. To return to what he knows. To return to his directive to serve mankind. A part of him wants to let them all rot.
(Except 2B, of course.)
"Us androids are created to serve mankind, so our aim is to win the war and prepare the Earth for humans to return to their homeland. Once that's done..." We'll enter a new age of peace. He'd been excited about the prospect of being jobless once. Now the thought is terrifying. "...I guess there won't be any need for androids."
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"I'm a Scanner, so my primary function is scouting enemy lines and supporting our war against the machine lifeforms. My secondary function is gathering information regarding the old world so we can better understand humans."
But he might not go back. He doesn't know. A part of him wants to. To return to what he knows. To return to his directive to serve mankind. A part of him wants to let them all rot.
(Except 2B, of course.)
"Us androids are created to serve mankind, so our aim is to win the war and prepare the Earth for humans to return to their homeland. Once that's done..." We'll enter a new age of peace. He'd been excited about the prospect of being jobless once. Now the thought is terrifying. "...I guess there won't be any need for androids."