[ at first, 2B's support hoist is behind the young man's back and just underneath his opposite arm, whilst making sure the arm closest to her is in a sling behind her neck. any step she takes is carefully designed to take it easy. she remembers the time she awoke on shore, and her systems were heavily compromised. she couldn't walk. she needed to allow a reboot. it's a little different in execution, but not too much.
2B is, unfortunately (or fortunately?) not the best at small talk. it's not in her design, but it's always been a suggestion from pod. she'll keep moving in accord to what his needs are. oh, more time? she's got it covered. by what! how?! well—
she quite literally sweeps him up off his feet as if he were a twig. it's not impatience; it's more her recognizing he needs time, exactly as said. although "a second" is probably an exaggeration. ]
You need rest. [ "reboot", as it was. ] And robes.
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2B is, unfortunately (or fortunately?) not the best at small talk. it's not in her design, but it's always been a suggestion from pod. she'll keep moving in accord to what his needs are. oh, more time? she's got it covered. by what! how?! well—
she quite literally sweeps him up off his feet as if he were a twig. it's not impatience; it's more her recognizing he needs time, exactly as said. although "a second" is probably an exaggeration. ]
You need rest. [ "reboot", as it was. ] And robes.