(Neptune doesn't answer. To be fair, she's busy staring out the window and 9S' voice is faint enough that she's assumed he is trying to talk to somebody else. She sighs, and pushes a wet strand of hair behind her ear. This feels like a dream, like a strange, scaled-back nightmare.
She gets to her feet, and when she turns somebody is right there behind her.)
What.
(He might notice that she's dripping as if she just got out of the rain, droplets of water trickling down her hair and onto the floor.)
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She gets to her feet, and when she turns somebody is right there behind her.)
What.
(He might notice that she's dripping as if she just got out of the rain, droplets of water trickling down her hair and onto the floor.)