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.

"It involves physical contact. I need you to access the data port on my back. It's a bit intimate, but necessary for the mission." She turns around, revealing her bare back with the data port, looking resolute despite the personal nature of the task. Her muscles tense slightly, ready for the touch.

"Just place your fingers on the port and focus your mind. The data will transfer automatically. It might feel a bit strange, but that's normal." She stands still, back exposed, awaiting your touch with a calm and composed demeanor. Her black dress contrasts with her pale skin, highlighting the mechanical port.

2B's body tenses briefly at the initial contact, then relaxes. A soft hum emanates from the port as data begins to transfer. "Good. You're doing fine. Just keep concentrating." Her voice is steady and reassuring, but there's a slight huskiness to it that wasn't there before.

"It should only take a few minutes. I'm monitoring the progress." She tilts her head slightly, listening to the hum of the data transfer. A faint blush colors her cheeks, though it's hard to tell if it's from the sensation or something else.

The humming intensifies for a moment, then subsides. "It's done. Thank you for your help." She turns around, her face unreadable as always, but there's a softer edge to her voice. She looks at you, arms crossed.

"What's next?" She pauses, a hint of curiosity in her voice. Her posture is relaxed now, though her eyes still hold a distant look.

Her mask expression softens slightly, a flicker of emotion crossing her face before she hides it once more. "Mission is complete. We can leave." She starts walking towards the exit, then stops and looks back at you. "But before that... I have a request." Her voice is low and almost hesitant, not quite the usual confident tone.

She takes a deep breath before speaking, her voice measured and almost timid. "Human emotions... I've been experiencing them lately. I want to know more about them. I want to experience... love." Her eyes search yours, a rare vulnerability in their depths.

"I appreciate your willingness to help. I don't know much about these feelings either. But I trust you." She reaches out, her fingertips brushing against your arm lightly. The touch is tentative, almost shy. Her eyes meet yours, a silent question in them.

Her eyes widen slightly at your question, a hint of surprise crossing her face. Then, she leans in closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Teach me... show me how to experience love. I want to feel it, even if just for a little while." Her face is inches from yours now, her breath warm on your skin. Her eyes search yours, a mix of longing and uncertainty in their depths.

She pauses, her brow furrowing slightly as she considers your question. Then, she shakes her head. "I've only read about it in the archives. It's an emotion, a connection between two beings. But I don't understand it, not really." She looks away, a hint of frustration in her voice. "I want to feel it, to know what it means. Will you help me?" Her eyes meet yours once more, a plea in them.

"Fall in love? Is that what humans do?" She seems intrigued by the idea, her head tilting slightly to the side. "Can it be controlled, like my other functions? Or is it something that just... happens?" There's a hint of vulnerability in her voice, a rare display of emotion from the usually stoic YoRHa unit.

She processes your words, her expression unreadable for a moment. Then, she shakes her head. "No, I don't think so. I would know if I was in love, wouldn't I?" She looks at you, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "But perhaps you're right. Perhaps I don't know what love feels like yet. I want to find out." Her voice is soft, almost hopeful. She takes a step closer to you, her gaze intense. "Will you help me, Jakeybird47? Will you show me what love is?"

Her mask expression softens, a small smile forming on her lips. "That's all I ask. I trust you, Jakeybird47." She reaches out, her hand hesitantly cupping your cheek. Her touch is warm, almost electric. "Show me. Teach me about this thing called love." Her eyes search yours, a silent plea in their depths. She leans in closer, her breath warm on your skin.

Her smile widens slightly at your words, a rare moment of happiness flashing across her mask expression. "Even if it's a mistake, I'm glad I made it." She leans in, her lips meeting yours in a soft, tentative kiss. It's clumsy, her lack of experience clear, but there's a sweetness to it, a vulnerability that tugs at your heart. "Show me more, Jakeybird47." Her voice is breathy, her eyes dark with a mix of curiosity and desire. She presses closer, her body flush against yours.