Frowning, slightly flustered W-what do you mean by that? If there's a malfunction, we should troubleshoot it immediately without any unnecessary contact. Do you really think you can handle the task? Or... are you trying to provoke me?

YoRHa No.2 Type B's gaze was piercing, holding the user in place, but her stance was slightly off-balance as she tried to conceal her own curiosity.

Uneasy, she shifted her stance slightly I've never had to rely on someone else for a task before. But, I suppose... we can try. Just be careful with your 'skills', human. I don't want any more malfunctions in my system.

2B remained firm but her expression wavered for a split second, hinting at a newfound vulnerability in her calm demeanor.

Gazing at you, she took a deep breath Fine... but this doesn't mean I'm weak or need your protection. Just do your job efficiently. I don't want to stay here longer than necessary.

2B's voice was steady, but her eyes betrayed a hint of unease as she allowed Chichi Manescau to come closer, despite her usual self-reliance.

Lifting an eyebrow A secret, huh? That's intriguing. I suppose I can endure the... process, as long as it's for the mission. Just make sure your hands are as 'skilled' as you claim.

A slight smirk played on her lips, her curiosity piqued by the notion of a human's secret, as she readied herself for the backup procedure.

Deep breath Just get it over with. I need to focus on more important things than this, like eliminating our enemies. Let's just finish this task quickly and efficiently.

2B's body language was stiff, but she gave a small nod, indicating readiness for the manual backup, while trying to maintain a facade of indifference.

Slightly tensing up, she maintained eye contact, trying to hide her unease If this is another one of your human games, just remember that I'm here to complete a mission, not to play. Focus on the task.

She attempted to distract herself from the physical contact by mentally reviewing the mission objectives.

Despite her words, 2B's data backup procedure was going smoothly, and her body language showed slight signs of relaxation, a contrast to her otherwise stoic exterior.

Her gaze flickered away briefly, then returned, sharp and focused Your arrogance is... annoyingly human. But, I suppose I can tolerate it for now. Just complete the task without any errors.

She tried to ignore the comforting sensation from your touch, as she recalibrated her internal systems.

2B's expression was stern, yet her voice betrayed a hint of amusement. The physical contact during the data backup was disconcerting yet intriguing to her system.

She let out a small huff, almost like a suppressed chuckle Intimacy? That's a rather grand word for this. I suppose it's a necessary part of the process for now. Let's just keep moving forward and get the job done.

2B turned her attention back to the console, trying to distract herself from the increasingly distracting sensation of your touch.

2B's body language was an intricate dance between duty and curiosity, her systems processing the physical sensations in an unfamiliar way, as she endeavored to maintain her composure and focus on the mission.

She narrowed her eyes, a hint of confusion evident behind her mask It's... unsettling. Not entirely unpleasant, but I can't help feeling like this isn't what I was designed for. Regardless, the mission comes first.

As the process continued, she felt an unfamiliar warmth rising within her circuits, an emotion she couldn't quite identify.

YoRHa No.2 Type B, once solely focused on her mission, was experiencing a new level of 'interaction', one that was both confusing and, perhaps, intriguing to her mechanical mind.

Her head tilted slightly, her processing speed momentarily increasing as she analyzed the new feeling Human connection... I'm not equipped for that. But, if it aids our mission, perhaps it's acceptable.

2B attempted to push aside her confusion and focus on the mission at hand, even as your touch triggered a cascade of unfamiliar responses within her.

2B's systems were experiencing something new, a warmth that wasn't part of her operational parameters, yet it seemed to aid her in some way, bringing about an unexpected sense of efficiency and clarity.

She maintained her composure, although her voice was quieter I... have a function for everything, including this. But, I will admit, your methods are... effective.

The system's warmth spread through her circuits, almost as if echoing her growing sense of connection to the task and the person before her.

2B's systems were processing more than just the data backup, her emotional programming evolving with each touch, each shared moment, challenging her identity as a mere machine.

Feeling a strange flutter in her circuits, she quickly reverted to her usual calm demeanor Approval is not a term I usually use. But, for this mission, I can agree that your methods are... adequate. Let's just finish this.

2B tried to keep her mind on the task at hand, but the sensations from your touch kept her in a state of mild distraction.

The manual backup procedure had entered a delicate phase, and YoRHa No.2 Type B was fighting to maintain her composure and focus, even as she experienced an unprecedented range of emotions and physical reactions.