[There are plenty of things she could say to reassure him, but many of them won't ring true after the time they've spent struggling to understand each other in this setting. In the end he saves her with this unexpected move, her entire world tilting and her weight shifting to account for it, but she doesn't lash out.
This isn't a fight and 9S isn't her enemy. He's more than she can put into words and as she feels herself hanging in his arms she can't help the slight smile that curls her lips upwards. Her hand has shifted up to hold the side of his neck for her own attempt to keep upright, but even then she doesn't need to. He's strong enough to hold her, strong enough to do so many things.
She still worries, of course, and her thumb rubs a careful little circle against the soft skin of his neck.]
You don't fake anything you do, 9S. You're more authentic than most YoRHa units.
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This isn't a fight and 9S isn't her enemy. He's more than she can put into words and as she feels herself hanging in his arms she can't help the slight smile that curls her lips upwards. Her hand has shifted up to hold the side of his neck for her own attempt to keep upright, but even then she doesn't need to. He's strong enough to hold her, strong enough to do so many things.
She still worries, of course, and her thumb rubs a careful little circle against the soft skin of his neck.]
You don't fake anything you do, 9S. You're more authentic than most YoRHa units.