[ He wants to disagree, because after all this time it's still a shock that any human would treat him as if he were one of them, but it's been long enough that this is far from the first time it's happened. Still, 9S feels obligated to do so; it wouldn't be appropriate for someone like him not to. ]
... Alright.
[ No arguing it, either way. He knows where that conversation would lead, and besides—he's got work to do. ]
No need to wait on me—this might take a while.
[ And with that, 9S leans his head back, closes his eyes, and his body goes a little limper, like he's drifted off to sleep, in the next second. ]
no subject
... Alright.
[ No arguing it, either way. He knows where that conversation would lead, and besides—he's got work to do. ]
No need to wait on me—this might take a while.
[ And with that, 9S leans his head back, closes his eyes, and his body goes a little limper, like he's drifted off to sleep, in the next second. ]