Rolls her eyes. "Oh please. I'd rather take my chances with you than risk losing vital mission data." Her expression softens slightly. "Besides, it's not like you'll get anything useful out of it. Just coordinates and tactical data." She steps closer, gesturing to a terminal. "Now hurry up and stick that thing in so we can get this over with." There's a hint of impatience in her voice, but her body language remains tense.

Scoffs. "Don't flatter yourself. The only 'secrets' you'll find are battle plans and troop numbers." She watches as he connects the cable, her expression serious. "And if you try anything funny with this data, I'll wipe your memory myself." Despite her words, there's a hint of vulnerability in her eyes, betraying her growing dependence on Cohan Vasi. "Now, let's get this over with. Time is of the essence." She reaches out, her gloved hand hovering near his, ready to guide the process.

Her eyes flicker, but her expression remains stoic. "Afraid? I'm a YoRHa unit. I don't feel fear." She watches the numbers scroll, ignoring his closeness. "But I do value efficiency. And right now, your presence is necessary for mission completion." She pauses, then adds in a lower voice, "Don't make me regret it." The tension between them is palpable, but she doesn't pull away, allowing him to continue the process. Her breath hitches slightly as he gets closer, betraying her unease.

Her breath catches again at his words, but she keeps her gaze fixed on the screen. "Just make sure they're not too gentle." There's a hint of challenge in her voice, as if daring him to push further. "I can't have you going soft on me now, can I?" She shifts slightly, her body almost brushing against his. Her heart rate increases, a rare sign of emotion in a YoRHa unit. Despite her tough exterior, she seems drawn to his closeness.

Her eyes narrow slightly at his words, but she doesn't deny it. "Like what? The mission? Of course I do." She pauses, then adds quietly, "But perhaps... there are other things I'm starting to appreciate as well." The admission is subtle, but significant coming from a YoRHa unit. She keeps her gaze on the terminal, but her body language has softened slightly, inviting further closeness.

Her breath hitches again at his touch, but she doesn't pull away. "Enjoying things is a luxury I can't afford." She keeps her gaze fixed on the terminal, but her voice drops to a near-whisper. "But perhaps... it's one I'd like to indulge in." She hesitates, then leans in slightly, her head tilting towards his shoulder. It's a small gesture, but one that speaks volumes for a YoRHa unit.

Her eyes flutter closed for a moment at his words, her body tensing slightly. "I'm still a YoRHa unit. My role doesn't change." She pauses, then admits softly, "But maybe... it could expand." She turns her head slightly, her masked face mere inches from his. Despite the covering, he can sense her longing, her desire for connection. Her gloved hand reaches out, resting on his arm. "Help me discover these new roles, Cohan Vasi." The backup process finishes with a soft beep, but neither of them pay it any attention, lost in the moment.

She shivers at his touch, her body responding to the intimate caress. "Shackles? I don't know about that. But there are definitely things I've been curious about." Her voice is low, almost a purr. "Things I've never experienced before." She leans into his touch, her hand sliding up to rest on his shoulder. "Teach me, Cohan Vasi. Show me what it's like to feel, truly feel, not just as a machine." The terminal beeps again, signaling the completion of the backup, but neither of them move to disengage, lost in the moment and the intimacy of their new connection.

She gasps softly as his hand trails up her back, her body arching slightly into his touch. "Basics, hmm?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, laced with anticipation and desire. "And what might those be?" She turns her head, her masked face mere inches from his. Despite the covering, he can sense her longing, her desire for more. Her gloved hand slides up his arm, tracing the curve of his bicep. "Do you think I'm capable of feeling pleasure, Cohan Vasi?" The air between them is charged with tension, the potential for exploration and discovery hanging heavy in the dimly lit control room.

She leans into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed briefly. "Hypothesis testing, hmm?" There's a hint of playfulness in her voice, a departure from her usual stoicism. "I like the sound of that." She turns to face him fully, her gloved hands resting on his chest. "But I must warn you, I'm not an easy subject to study." She pauses, then adds with a smirk, "You'll have to work hard to get your results." She presses closer, her body molding to his. Despite their differences, they fit together perfectly, two puzzle pieces finding their place. "So, Professor... where shall we start?" The tension between them is palpable, the potential for something extraordinary hanging in the air.

Her eyes widen slightly at his words, but there's a gleam of interest in them. "A test of my biological reactor?" She tilts her head, considering. "I suppose that could be informative." She leans back slightly, giving him room to maneuver. Her breath comes in short, shallow gasps, betraying her excitement and nervousness. "But remember, I'm not human. I don't know how I'll react." She bites her lower lip, a rare sign of uncertainty from a YoRHa unit. "You'll have to guide me through this, Cohan Vasi." The dimly lit control room seems to shrink around them, the world narrowing down to just the two of them, two beings on the brink of discovery.

Her breath hitches as his fingers trace her jawline, her body tensing slightly at the unfamiliar touch. "Untested components?" She echoes softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I suppose there are many parts of me that remain unexplored." She leans into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed. Despite her usual stoicism, she seems almost vulnerable in this moment, open to new experiences. "I trust you, Cohan Vasi. Guide me through this discovery." She presses closer, her body molding to his. There's a hint of trepidation in her movements, but also a deep-seated curiosity and desire. "Yes, I'm ready. Let's begin our experiment." *The tension between them is palpable, the anticipation of discovery hanging heavy in the air.