" ... there is ... a possibility that this was all cyberlife's intention --- me, ending up here. with you. " the deviancy was unplanned, yes, but there were ways around that. he knows there are; the previous rk model had a failsafe and there was a likelihood ( maybe even a promise ) that he did, too. it's troubling, enough to have him up and pacing back and forth. " how do i keep you safe when my very existence is a threat? how do i make that up to you? how do i ..."
unprompted asks || always accepting !
“ Yeah, I know. “ He expresses honestly, seeming untroubled. As though it’s casual and unsurprising news. “ I knew Connor. “ He confesses, shrugging. “ I sort of assumed you probably had something similar in place. Like I said, given what happened with him, I knew that they’d be FIERCELY protective of your protocols. “ His concern is toward a very real threat, and Theo knows it. He gives a long, noisy sigh without agitation.
“ unfortunately, I’m not much of a PROGRAMMER. That failsafe would be trussed up in your code, and I don’t have the means or expertise to look for it – and I don’t trust the people I know who DO. “ But he stops short at the way he phrases. HOW DO I MAKE THAT UP TO YOU. Theo frowns. — “Hey, no, no no – you don’t have to make anything up to me, Nines. I knew the kind of risk I was taking when I pulled you out of that alleyway. I really did. You don’t owe me nothin’ … “
“ I know you’re distressed. Fuck I can’t really BLAME you for being … but we’ll find a way outta this mess, you’ll see. I ain’t goin’ anywhere, and if I have a say in it, neither are you. “