#thinking -

It’s violent, but it’s alright. It barely hurts when he hits the concrete – with the way omnics are wired, pain is arguably a strange concept, foreign at best – he registers it. No dent. No damage, he doesn’t mind. He’s more interested in the why.

Hands grip at her wrists firmly ; she’s strong, but he’s an omnic, and she’s compromised –there’s no denying that spark in her eye, humans are always so open – he doesn’t understand how, wasn’t aware this was a possibility, and yet it’s happening. He doesn’t try to wrestle her down. He’s not escaping – merely trying to control another outburst.       “ Talk to me. ”

     He wants to talk? 

     Struggling a moment against his grip, she scoffs, defeated. She has to try again. Next time it won’t be as private and dignified. Where he cannot protect himself. She won’t fail.