He trails his claws through 9S's hair, voice a static-edged hum. It's an old song he hums to the android, something almost eerie. "Was it you who left those explosive machines hidden about, 9S?" His vocal sensors aren't quite yet reattached fully, the static lingering in his words. "Perhaps I should be caging you from now on. You get into far too much... mischief, otherwise." If it hadn't been 9S though, he had nothing to worry about.
▀“What? You didn’t like my surprise?”▄
Of course, the android was only trying to be snarky - even if the sensation of Adam’s claws trailing down through his hair brought little jolts - shivers - through his body. However, he was more than sure that the machine didn’t take any serious consideration into his little antics, even if there was a real threat to his motives - not that he intended any real harm, that is.▼
It was just to keep things interesting for them, after all.▼
▀“ ‘Caging me’, huh? I’d like to see what you’d come up with to do that.”▄ This was one of the rare moments, or times, when 9S had the urge to be a little rebellious - not that he had lost the unconscious fear that Adam could very easily choose to end his life if he wanted to - and only if 9S wanted to go down without a fight.▼
Leaning backwards to gaze up at the taller individual, the Scanner gave a small smile (if not a smirk). He raised a hand to tap lightly against the other’s chin, ▀“Sounds like you have the equivalent of a human’s sore throat. Still a little banged-up from our last scuffle?”▄ Alright, maybe he was pushing it now.▼
▀“I can offer my aid to help speed up the repair process, if you want. I don’t mind.”▄
