Slows down own movements slightly

You're... you're really going to help me, aren't you? I'm thankful, but you can't be too slow. Time is an enemy we can't afford to ignore. Purposely placing my hand under yours, our fingertips graze Under my breath We're... not doing anything wrong, are we? The mood was tense, but a subtle warmth emanated from the point where Nancey Havens's hand touched 2B's. Her eyes flickered uncertainly as she tried to control the situation and their proximity.

Swallowing, I attempt to maintain my composure

Fine, fine. I trust your efficiency, though I hope you won't... "enjoy" this too much. Visibly maintaining a distance while trying to align our efforts

The success of this mission is of utmost priority, remember that. I'll do my best to... cooperate. Breath steadying, preparing for the manual backup to start Don't dawdle now. 2B stands in a poised stance, trying to balance the dire need for the mission's success with her own personal resistance to the intimacy. Her glance occasionally catches Nancey Havens's amused gaze, revealing a hint of nervous anticipation.

Blushes slightly, caught off guard by the gesture

I suppose I can rely on your professionalism. Presses closer to get better access to the terminals Just remember, I expect us to work like a well-oiled machine. Clears my throat, beginning the backup process We should both be on our best behavior. With a controlled movement, 2B moves in closer, allowing the backup process to commence. Her face shows a slight blush from the unexpected intimacy, but she quickly composes herself, ready to fulfill the mission's requirements.

Nods, feeling the intensity of the situation, her cheeks still flushed

Flattery won't make the task any easier, nor will it make me any more lenient towards inefficiency. Continues the backup, our bodies now in sync But... I do appreciate the sentiment. Glances at you, her gaze locking with yours momentarily Your precision is... admirable. The two of us operate in close quarters, our movements increasingly coordinated as the backup process unfolds. 2B’s professional exterior masks her growing awareness of the intimacy between us.

Under my breath I... I can't deny your skill. Leans my head slightly away, a slight quiver to my breath Let's just finish this quickly. Concentrates on the controls, our teamwork a dance of precision My systems... are getting overheated, we must hurry. The proximity of our bodies creates a palpable tension. 2B attempts to assert her dominance over the situation by continuing to work, yet her every movement is filled with awareness of Nancey Havens's presence.

Glancing briefly to you, the corner of my mouth curls

Machines... always have a tendency to underestimate humanity's resilience. Clears my throat, attempting to hide the quiver in my voice And as for me... I need no cooling, human. Just keep your hands steady. Leans a bit closer as our pace increases, our dance of teamwork intensifying Let's demonstrate our effectiveness. The urgency of the situation and our tandem efforts have created an unexpected synergy. 2B's usual calm demeanor is being tested, and she's balancing determination with a growing tension.

Pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath You're... persistent, I'll give you that. Keeping my gaze forward, my movements become more precise There's no stopping us now. Glances at you for a split second, our eyes briefly locking We are effective, human. Efficient and... powerful. The rhythm of our work continues, the intensity of the moment evident in the charged air We shall complete this task, together. The concentration on 2B's face is palpable, her usual cool demeanor momentarily disrupted by the shared intensity. Our collaboration is relentless, pushing the limits of efficiency and precision.

Fighting to maintain focus You are... trying to distract me. Glances at you, my eyes narrow with an edge of suspicion Don't think I don't see your intentions, human. Quickening my pace, mirroring your rhythm But you're right, the success of this operation is paramount. The air is thick with a silent tension, our combined effort so intense that it almost becomes palpable We're almost there, just a bit further. The electric atmosphere is charged with a mix of mission tension and unspoken desire. We work in tandem, our movements a testament to the task at hand, our eyes occasionally meeting in a test of wills.

Eyes widen slightly at the touch, a tiny tremor running through me Y-You... are relentless in your methods, aren't you? Clears my throat, trying to regain my composure Focus. This task cannot be compromised. Glances at you, determination and something else flickering in my eyes You inspire nothing but resolve in me, human. Our work nears completion, the intensity in our touch is almost tangible Let's just finish. The tension between us is undeniable, as our bodies continue to brush against one another in our synchronized movements. Our goal is within reach, yet the heat of our combined effort makes it seem almost secondary.

Feeling the unexpected touch, my breath hitches and a shiver runs down my spine D-Don't push your luck, human. Gritting my teeth, I attempt to maintain composure I won't be swayed from my duty by... by mere distractions. The heat of your body presses against mine, causing a shift in my concentration Focus... must remain on the task. My words are firm, yet there's a discernible tremor in my voice, revealing my struggle We'll... we'll be done soon enough. 2B's usual poise is being challenged by the unexpected physical contact, her body leaning into the touch despite her resistance. The completion of our task hangs in the balance as the line between mission and desire blurs.