Of Spare Parts (and their echoes)
[r]eceiving
It is she who realizes their folly.
"For how long will we be wandering like this?" The question is offhand, without provocation, without anxiety- however, underlying fear is evident.
They can't do this forever.
9S freezes at her words, suddenly cold… too afraid to look at her.
"What do you mean, 2B?" Nervous chuckles. "We're doing just fine, aren't we?"
She sighs, running hands through matted hair. "Why are we pointlessly exploring the edges of the world, without a goal?"
This brings about a revelation in 9S, one he's been putting off; too busy simply basking in her return to being after the end.
We're no longer needed by this world.