Fuck. She quivers, wanting to pull back, his incessant, uncharacteristic, unrelenting protest pitting her, cutting into her, down to her core. She can't hurt him, she - she would never-
She has, though, she remembers clearly now, punching him in the face, in his human face, with her one good arm, and-
-he did this to her, reached into her and pulled her circuitry apart, because she asked him to, and it saved her life, and he told her it was going to be okay.
"Shh, shh," she whispers, her free hand passing delicately down the smooth surface of his chassis. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She pulls more of him apart, brutally, and distantly she's shocked and affronted to feel tears spilling down her cheeks. This is really not the time.
"It'll be okay," she says, dogged, clinging to him. "You'll be okay."
She grits her teeth and pulls out the last handful she can grasp.
"There you go," she murmurs, incongruously gentle amidst the sparking, roiling chaos. "There you go."
:c
She has, though, she remembers clearly now, punching him in the face, in his human face, with her one good arm, and-
-he did this to her, reached into her and pulled her circuitry apart, because she asked him to, and it saved her life, and he told her it was going to be okay.
"Shh, shh," she whispers, her free hand passing delicately down the smooth surface of his chassis. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She pulls more of him apart, brutally, and distantly she's shocked and affronted to feel tears spilling down her cheeks. This is really not the time.
"It'll be okay," she says, dogged, clinging to him. "You'll be okay."
She grits her teeth and pulls out the last handful she can grasp.
"There you go," she murmurs, incongruously gentle amidst the sparking, roiling chaos. "There you go."