[ The world has lost all its color in his eyes, static and glitching pixels clouding his vision enough that he hears the hasty trot of hooves on cracked pavement before 9S sees her approach. His balance gives out on him briefly, but fortunately, she's there for him to lean into her hand before anything worse than a misstep happens.
9S barely makes out her 'I've got you', lifting up his chin toward the unusually tall figure—the... unusually shaped figure, so wildly different from everyone else's, and yet. He recognizes it. ]
Ha– ya...
[ No, that can't be right. That's impossible. From behind the blindfold 9S' eyes settle on her, in an attempt to get a clearer image of her face. ]
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9S barely makes out her 'I've got you', lifting up his chin toward the unusually tall figure—the... unusually shaped figure, so wildly different from everyone else's, and yet. He recognizes it. ]
Ha– ya...
[ No, that can't be right. That's impossible. From behind the blindfold 9S' eyes settle on her, in an attempt to get a clearer image of her face. ]
Who—?