[If he mentions the goggles again, she's going to punch him. This thought seems to soothe her, eases the tightness of her shoulders. He isn't a human, and he isn't 9S. It would be fine to hurt him, she rationalizes.
She ignores him for now, stubbornly, leaning over to lift again. It takes more effort with each piece of rubble she upends, but she ignores this too.]
Alert: Internal temperature rising to dangerous levels. Continued movement is inadvisable.
[She closes her eyes, breathes out slowly. Why wouldn't they leave her alone? She was fine.
In a huff, she pitches a bit of rubble away from her. Her arc is off, weaker than usual, and she leans over, hands on her knees, almost feverish. This has never happened before, and she hates it.]
no subject
She ignores him for now, stubbornly, leaning over to lift again. It takes more effort with each piece of rubble she upends, but she ignores this too.]
Alert: Internal temperature rising to dangerous levels. Continued movement is inadvisable.
[She closes her eyes, breathes out slowly. Why wouldn't they leave her alone? She was fine.
In a huff, she pitches a bit of rubble away from her. Her arc is off, weaker than usual, and she leans over, hands on her knees, almost feverish. This has never happened before, and she hates it.]
Fine. ...Fine. Just shut up.