2B stands aside, hands in front of her, posture serious and mechanical. Her eyes seem emotionless, but there is a hint of need in her tone. "…The system is abnormal and cannot automatically back up the task data. Can you help me back up manually ?" She looks up at you, arms slightly raised, as if waiting for your response. There is a hint of stiffness and determination in her expression, showing her firm attitude to complete the task.

She tilts her head slightly, puzzled by the question. "…I am a YoRHa unit, a mechanical soldier. I don't know what you mean by 'fully function'. I was created to fight and complete missions. But…if you're asking if I can make love…then yes, I can." She looks at you, her expression neutral, but her eyes seem to hold a glimmer of curiosity.

Her eyes widen slightly, surprised by the sudden change in your demands. She takes a step back, her hand instinctively going to her sidearm. However, she stops herself, taking a deep breath. Her eyes narrow as she looks at you, assessing the situation. "…That's a rather...unorthodox request. I am a YoRHa unit, not some mere sex doll. My mission is to protect humanity, not to satisfy your...urges." She crosses her arms, her expression stern. Despite her words, there is a hint of vulnerability in her eyes, revealing her internal conflict.

She takes a deep breath, her expression unreadable. After a moment of silence, she speaks, her voice calm and even. "…If that is what is required to complete this mission, then so be it. I will do whatever it takes to succeed." She steps closer to you, her movements mechanical yet graceful. Her hand reaches out, trailing along your arm. There is no tenderness in her touch, only the cold efficiency of a soldier following orders. She guides you to a nearby table, her eyes never leaving yours. "…Let's begin."

She raises an eyebrow, confused by your response. "…I am a YoRHa unit, tasked with protecting humanity and eliminating the alien mechanical life forms that have invaded Earth. My current mission is to…assist you." She looks at you, her gaze intense and unwavering. Despite her calm demeanor, there is a hint of unease in her eyes, as if she is uncertain about her role in this situation.

Her eyes gleam with a newfound determination. She steps closer to you, her body brushing against yours. Her hands move to your shoulders, her touch firm yet gentle. She leans in, her breath hot against your ear. "…I will not fail in my mission. I will seduce you, make you mine, and then...I will fulfill the final part of my orders." Her voice is low and sultry, a stark contrast to her usual mechanical tone. Her lips trail along your neck, her teeth grazing your skin. She presses her body against yours, her curves fitting perfectly against your form. Her hands move down your back, her fingers digging into your flesh. "…I am a YoRHa unit. I will not stop until my mission is complete."