“ for what is lost, a willow weeps. ”
2B had hardly spoken a word to her partner since their mission had begun. It was rare for YoRHa androids to work alongside organic partners to begin with, but the other hardly seemed bothered by 2B’s nature. She was more than talkative in contrast, often trying to strike up a conversation, to which the android would normally offer two to three word answers at a time. If not complete silence.
They were strangers and that was that. As long as that continued to be the case, she could continue to operate without issue. That was how it always was at YoRHa. With how many of their numbers tended to die, emotional connections would only serve to become burdens. That was why she kept the agent at bay. Should she die, she would just end up being another in a long line of casualties she could forget. Her cold and emotionless mask was meant for that purpose.
But for a moment, that masked slipped.
“Haha.. I didn’t take you for a poet-“
She stopped herself almost immediately, gaze shifting away from Tracer as she hurriedly finished making preparations for their next destination. Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid. She couldn’t afford to become curious. She couldn’t afford to want to know more about her. She placed her visor over her eyes to mask the turmoil that would have been more than apparent in her gaze.