Of Spare Parts (and their echoes)

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He stretches, leans back, turning his head to watch wonder blossom forth in those beautiful eyes beside him. 2B is enraptured by the sky, and he doesn't blame her- how can he, when the world looks like it's lit up from the inside out, far beyond the abyss?

But 9S's eyes are focused solely upon 2B. Since when had he last seen her truly smile? She's been looking pained, guilty, for so long, even though he doesn't even blame her anymo-

Wait.

When did I stop blaming her for what she's done?

It's wondrous, the affection in its stead.