[ 9S doesn't dare stop until she slows, even after they've fled the immediate danger. And once they do...
He doesn't have the time to think of what happened before 2B interjects with her own concerns. 9S looks down at himself; the rest of him is okay, and by now the pain in his hand has dulled down to a lack of sensation altogether. It could have been much worse than it ended up being, so he nods. ]
Yeah. I—I'm okay.
[ Which he nearly leaves it at, until he hangs his head, combing his uninjured set of fingers into his bangs. ]
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He doesn't have the time to think of what happened before 2B interjects with her own concerns. 9S looks down at himself; the rest of him is okay, and by now the pain in his hand has dulled down to a lack of sensation altogether. It could have been much worse than it ended up being, so he nods. ]
Yeah. I—I'm okay.
[ Which he nearly leaves it at, until he hangs his head, combing his uninjured set of fingers into his bangs. ]
... Sorry.
[ He screwed that one up. ]