[ The hand on his shoulder gets his attention — it probably wouldn’t have been obvious before, how Simon reflexively looks to 9S’s eyes the way you would with anybody else when you’re hoping you’ll learn something from doing it. Even when you can’t, because they’re covered.
Surprise flashes across his face. It’s not an unpleasant surprise. He figured out a while ago that the androids can’t fathom the things humans intrinsically feel the right to be able to expect from their own existence, and that most of his angst is either that, or falls into the “mundane facts of everyday YoRHa life” category. It’s not something he really thinks about consciously, not something Simon can even blame him for, but maybe he always works under the assumption that he’ll never manage to impress his anxieties on 9S. Plus, 9S is kinda just like that.
But now he’s being reassured, and with a pledge to protect him from harm?? In a 9S sort of way, but still. He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it; scratches his temple quizzically and taps the Omnitool against the side of his leg, disproportionately thrown by this. ]
Yeah, well... I survived it the first time. If staying away from them doesn’t work out, we’ll do it your way.
[ He sneaks a glance at 9S’s feet, but does not disclose this epiphany he’s having about how he’s extremely tiny and Simon never noticed. I mean wow. With the boots, huh? Wow. ] But, uh- I found an Omnitool, so we can go.
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Surprise flashes across his face. It’s not an unpleasant surprise. He figured out a while ago that the androids can’t fathom the things humans intrinsically feel the right to be able to expect from their own existence, and that most of his angst is either that, or falls into the “mundane facts of everyday YoRHa life” category. It’s not something he really thinks about consciously, not something Simon can even blame him for, but maybe he always works under the assumption that he’ll never manage to impress his anxieties on 9S. Plus, 9S is kinda just like that.
But now he’s being reassured, and with a pledge to protect him from harm?? In a 9S sort of way, but still. He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it; scratches his temple quizzically and taps the Omnitool against the side of his leg, disproportionately thrown by this. ]
Yeah, well... I survived it the first time. If staying away from them doesn’t work out, we’ll do it your way.
[ He sneaks a glance at 9S’s feet, but does not disclose this epiphany he’s having about how he’s extremely tiny and Simon never noticed. I mean wow. With the boots, huh? Wow. ] But, uh- I found an Omnitool, so we can go.