abandonware | i n [B] o x . // acata.

[A2 hears it, the softly uttered words, and thinks it must surely be horrible to someone who was someone, who meant something.

She can hear too, the sympathy in Konoha's voice, and her eyes take on an odd glassiness before she turns away and waits for the moment to pass.

Konoha is too kind. She doesn't deserve it, she thinks. She had told Simon what she'd done, and Nier had delved in her head to find it, and in this moment the thought comes that she should tell Konoha too. How much she did not deserve even the dignity of a name.

But she doesn't. It has never been in her nature, to be cruel.]

It's a nice name. It suits you.

["When you feel like it." A2 doesn't think she will, but all the same...after a moment, she manages the ghost of a smile.]

Okay. ...If that's what you want.

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[It was horrible to someone who was someone. To see someone who meant something to them acting like they didn't mean anything at all.]

I'll tell my father you said so. He picked it.

[But somehow, Konoha doesn't feel like she can handle this the way she handled Nier. Doesn't feel like shouting or shoving will do it, like she can just push the other woman into saying something that will mollify her, something that at least sounds kind of like a promise to try and see value in life. A2 is... well, maybe it's just a feeling. But Konoha's gut instincts have done her far better than her straight intellect has, so...

She tries to smile back, despite how incredibly sad she finds the idea of worlds where people don't even get names.]

I'll have to hang around you even more so I can make sure to pick a fitting one- but that's okay, right?

[There's a strain to Konoha's smile that wasn't there before, and A2 feels bad, at being the cause of it but not knowing how to resolve it. This feeling is nothing new, though never pleasant. Perhaps the simple act of letting Konoha keep her company would alleviate some of the discomfort she's caused, she thinks.]

...That's fine.

[The strange and elaborate gourd she sets carefully near the entrance of her and A4's room, knowing the other android will see it when she returns.]

Thank you.

[It's said after a pause, clumsily, like she isn't used to saying it.]

You're welcome.

["That's fine" from someone like A2 feels a bit more like "that would be great"... or at least a "that would be good"... So Konoha's smile grows a little more confident. She might not know everything the other woman (metal woman) went through, or what made her like this, but...

They were here now. Just like she'd told Nier... It didn't have to be the same.

And now that A2's hands are free... She holds out a hand, one pinky extended.]

It'll be fun- I promise!

[Fun...she isn't sure about that, though she'd be lying if she said she didn't at least enjoy Konoha's company.

Even though she's holding out her pinky at her expectantly.

...

The smallest of headtilts.]

What's that for?

[Oh- She should have known after her talk with Connor about "thumbs up". Konoha laughs a little at herself before waving her pinky at A2 to try and get her to mimic the gesture.]

It's how you seal a promise. One that definitely won't break.

[A promise.

A2 thinks of vows and oaths, and contracts residing in weaponry, but this feels like less of a burden.

She reaches out and curls her pinky finger around Konoha's own.]

Alright.

...Then it's a promise.

i n [B] o x . // acata.

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