[It's not as easy to see until one is up close, but A2 differs from 9S simply by way of being so outwardly damaged. The seams connecting her neck and joints are exposed, artificial skin long since torn away by battle and lack of upkeep. Despite this, she seems to move normally, if a little slower as exhaustion takes its inevitable toll.
She tosses bits rubble off to the side with the dogged focus only managed by the particularly stubborn, and is almost too focused on this (and proving Pod wrong) to notice Connor's approach.
She looks up at him, her gaze sharp, assessing. The blue LED is immediately noted, filed away. Was it some sort of device? Or something else?]
...No.
[Everyone was so helpful here that A2, who had been doing things alone for ages now, feels less relieved and more uneasy. She turns back to her work, prepared to ignore him, but pauses as Pod interjects.]
Proposal: Assistance to move the rubble will shorten this task considerably.
You're so goddamn annoying.... [Directed to Pod.A2 rolls her eyes, but then, eventually, she very reluctantly addresses Connor.] Fine. ...I'm moving it away from the entrance.
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She tosses bits rubble off to the side with the dogged focus only managed by the particularly stubborn, and is almost too focused on this (and proving Pod wrong) to notice Connor's approach.
She looks up at him, her gaze sharp, assessing. The blue LED is immediately noted, filed away. Was it some sort of device? Or something else?]
...No.
[Everyone was so helpful here that A2, who had been doing things alone for ages now, feels less relieved and more uneasy. She turns back to her work, prepared to ignore him, but pauses as Pod interjects.]
Proposal: Assistance to move the rubble will shorten this task considerably.
You're so goddamn annoying.... [Directed to Pod.A2 rolls her eyes, but then, eventually, she very reluctantly addresses Connor.] Fine. ...I'm moving it away from the entrance.