Neither of them are happy with this outcome--Foster feels weird about it, how much 9S resisted, how much force was needed for such a simple premise. Even then, he didn't seem to truly grasp it... or he did, but he kept letting it slip, losing it and picking it back up again. Now he seems miserable, or maybe just resentful.

But Foster is positive that once 9S gets used to it, he'll find it easy, and enjoy it. He's just.... so tired, so weak and uncertain and sick now, he's so... he's so...

Why... is it always like this?

"Give me.... two hours."