[ His hands finally fall back to his sides, the tension in his shoulders dying in favor of defeat. What he saw that day, and how he's felt since, no longer matters; the picture he's painted so vividly in his mind of A2 is being so abruptly torn down by the one he sought revenge for, as if he were utterly and completely... wrong.
He can't be, but she insists otherwise. What does he do? It doesn't leave him feeling any less angry, or heal the wounds he felt in the aftermath of it all. He may have gotten 2B back since then, but he always knew if he ever had the opportunity, he'd see to it that A2 gets what she deserves. And now, more than ever, he can't.
9S didn't think he could ever feel more lost and alone than he did back then, but this very moment now rivals that feeling.
What... does he do? ]
No, I... [ He finally murmurs again, breaking the silence left lingering between them, shaking his head as he does. ] I can't—
[ Forgive her? Accept this? Even 9S couldn't pin it down. ]
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He can't be, but she insists otherwise. What does he do? It doesn't leave him feeling any less angry, or heal the wounds he felt in the aftermath of it all. He may have gotten 2B back since then, but he always knew if he ever had the opportunity, he'd see to it that A2 gets what she deserves. And now, more than ever, he can't.
9S didn't think he could ever feel more lost and alone than he did back then, but this very moment now rivals that feeling.
What... does he do? ]
No, I... [ He finally murmurs again, breaking the silence left lingering between them, shaking his head as he does. ] I can't—
[ Forgive her? Accept this? Even 9S couldn't pin it down. ]