9S' hand curls by his chin as he considers the question. "Apparently, I always uncover some kind of secret Command don't want me to know." He keeps his tone dispassionate, as if he isn't affected by it. He's revealed this a few times now. "But I guess I'm too useful to decommission my model, so they resort to wiping my memories every time I'm executed."
It makes the praise for his performance from the Commander received via Operator 21O ring hollow. They increased production of his model, for what? Or is it something every 9S before him heard, too? After all, he had felt a swell of pride upon hearing the news... maybe it was just a way of manipulating him into staying in service for longer.
He doesn't know.
It doesn't matter. It shouldn't matter.
But he can't stop thinking.
9S taps the side of his head, the corners of his mouth curling upwards even as his ears droop. "At this point, I have more memories of the Carnival than I do of home. So... I... well. Seeing what humans are really like makes it clear us androids can't compare."
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It makes the praise for his performance from the Commander received via Operator 21O ring hollow. They increased production of his model, for what? Or is it something every 9S before him heard, too? After all, he had felt a swell of pride upon hearing the news... maybe it was just a way of manipulating him into staying in service for longer.
He doesn't know.
It doesn't matter. It shouldn't matter.
But he can't stop thinking.
9S taps the side of his head, the corners of his mouth curling upwards even as his ears droop. "At this point, I have more memories of the Carnival than I do of home. So... I... well. Seeing what humans are really like makes it clear us androids can't compare."