[9S is alarmed by the onslaught of text messages being received by his device. His body feels frozen in place as he watches sentence after sentence appear, until his screen is completely filled with Reigen's words.
Humans try to inflict suffering on each other? They try to control each other?
His lips part, as if to say something, before he pulls them taut again in a thin line.
Why is he being yelled at? Just for doing his job...? But it's not like he can just decide against doing it, or run away. To do that would be an abandonment of his duties. He would be hunted down, just like A2.
9S stares at his phone for a long time before he responds, his movements slow, but decisive.]
We androids were made for one purpose. If I run away, I can't call myself a soldier. I'll just be a traitor.
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Humans try to inflict suffering on each other? They try to control each other?
His lips part, as if to say something, before he pulls them taut again in a thin line.
Why is he being yelled at? Just for doing his job...? But it's not like he can just decide against doing it, or run away. To do that would be an abandonment of his duties. He would be hunted down, just like A2.
9S stares at his phone for a long time before he responds, his movements slow, but decisive.]
We androids were made for one purpose. If I run away, I can't call myself a soldier. I'll just be a traitor.