A/N: Throwback to [h] from Fragments of Feeling. I recommend checking that out first.
Of Spare Parts (and their echoes)
[y]outhful
Countless hours of fishing in the muck for valuables, trawling through miscellaneous garbage left behind from millennia past. The treasures are covered in rust; 9S polishes every millimetre carefully, painstakingly engraving the inner loop in solitude.
He presents them nonchalantly, along with a file the Pods found on matrimony in human cultures.
2B reads the file without a word, and 9S thinks that it's over, it's all over, he made a mistake, she'll leave-
Then one intricate golden band is upon her finger, underside inscribed with the same charm he carved on a tree with her days past, and she smiles. She says yes.
