[ It is pretty warm—enough that one would think 9S wouldn't be wearing the coat he does—but he doesn't appear terribly bothered, at least. He treks forward, ready as he'll ever be to make the lengthy journey, and can only hope this won't take them too long. ]
Between... adventures.
[ He echoes the words with a hint of skepticism. Like any android of his world, 9S never truly knew what the daily lives of humans entailed, but from what little he does know it always sounded so... mundane. And so, he has to ask: ]
no subject
Between... adventures.
[ He echoes the words with a hint of skepticism. Like any android of his world, 9S never truly knew what the daily lives of humans entailed, but from what little he does know it always sounded so... mundane. And so, he has to ask: ]
What kind?