[ 9S stares back, like he wants to say something, but he's still digesting the replayed conversation he'd just heard.
And it settles in, soon enough; it's becoming increasingly more evident that something occurred in this room—like, say, discovering the basis of a body. Simon's. That was, without a doubt, his voice in the conversation with Catherine, short of words it may have been.
Eventually 9S turns away, but only to tilt his head toward the unmanned computer. He's starting to feel like he's walking into something he shouldn't, growing privy to a deep secret being ruthlessly dug out; it doesn't stop him from looking. (It never did.) ]
... What happened here? There was something, right?
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And it settles in, soon enough; it's becoming increasingly more evident that something occurred in this room—like, say, discovering the basis of a body. Simon's. That was, without a doubt, his voice in the conversation with Catherine, short of words it may have been.
Eventually 9S turns away, but only to tilt his head toward the unmanned computer. He's starting to feel like he's walking into something he shouldn't, growing privy to a deep secret being ruthlessly dug out; it doesn't stop him from looking. (It never did.) ]
... What happened here? There was something, right?