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[ this might be the most anticlimactic shit ever, but it's what actually gets 2B anywhere close to a chuckle in her life. anna was just— she didn't know. the things she said sometimes didn't make sense (fifteen years? was beth fifteen years old?), but they're endearing. they're endearing, but most of all, they are true. they are genuine and the reason for how, even as 2B tries, she can't contain all of the smile already on her lips, attempted to be covered by the fall of her silver bangs over her eyes and cheeks. ]

I'm three years old.

[ 2B feels the ripples of emotion from anna and it tickles her in a way that feeling never has (paleblood perks haven't been catching her so off guard anymore, but they have been leaving her more sensitive and prone to dipping a touch harder into whatever emotion came strongly). they were always going to find each other. they have something strong and unyielding that it has led them here, to this moment, sitting next to each other even when they were thousands of years apart. she supposes that she could take back her desire to once bitch slap god into death for forcing her to live through that awful cycle of death for absolutely nothing. maybe it wasn't for "nothing", at all.

Their hands still link. if this is what it was like to have a sister across time . . . she squeezes it, for the first time, to show that she truly is on board. she feels the same. soul sisters, blood sisters. maybe that's it. ]

[see, there are a lot of emotions happening right now. there's the acceptance and joy of finding a sister in 2B, and the idea that even if this is still some level of found family, is it, really?, and maybe they really do have the same blood running in them in some weird, fucked up way. (there's the looming regret when she realizes she's trying to force someone who isn't beth into beth's place in her life, too, but at least with 2B it feels a good deal more natural.) and then there's the incredulity that explodes out of her in a laugh.]

You're three years old? [she had never really had a good idea of timelines, which was one of a few things that the way she had merged with A2 had failed her.] No way. So... is that just you, or is that the entire B-series? Because I was, like, certain that all of A2's stuff happened, like, decades before you came into it.

But it was three years. [she sounds amazed.] Wow. Okay, that... that makes a lot of it make a lot more sense.

[ something something insert yorha history and timeline information here because i am on mobile and yoko taro is hardly condensed with his story telling smh. although 2B doesn’t know more than she had learned at the time she met A2— a lot of her true information was redacted. she only followed the order to terminate on site.

which wasn’t a good call, but the more we learn. ]

There’s something else I want you to know.

[yeah well apparently there's gonna be even more YoRHa timeline garbage in the anime that we're both gonna have to watch once it comes out anyway. anna is not the only one who doesn't know shit about the YoRHa timeline. but she is the one who's listening intently here, and when she hears that there's more, she nods readily.]

Yeah? Go for it.

[ you could tell 2B is trying to hide how tight her lips are from trying not to smile so much when she dips her head and shadows behind her hair. it’s too bad for her— it’s still palpable in her voice. ]

I won’t be stationing in Prufrock for much longer. [ after kaine helped her out with her memory monster problem, it’s been hard to go back, made her realize something, and today . . . May have solidified it further. ] I want to be somewhere closer. To you and Kainé.

Really?

[anna doesn't seem totally surprised, but the expression on her face feels vulnerable anyway in how genuine it is. she feels younger, hearing that. hearing that her sister wants to live closer to her. everyone she loves coming closer together.]

We're in Cellar Door, and... I mean, yeah, there's always places to move in around here. The music doesn't get too loud at night, and it's a really nice neighborhood. [she keeps her smile on her face.] We have some lunar tears growing outside our house if you haven't had the chance to see them yet. And... yeah. Yeah, please, move into the neighborhood. I'll help you find a place if you need one, and you know we'd love to have you around.

[ this may be the first time she’s doing something for herself. the first time she chooses and has the ability to choose. she’s choosing her clothes. where she wants to rest, who she wants to be with. duty was not the only thing that defined her, and it did not make her. it was only a fraction of too much she hadn’t explored. ]

Alright.

[ there is also one thing that she may deliver to anna at some point throughout their house hunting: i want a tree.

let’s not question it. ]

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think this may be a good wrap! (so I may attack musical lesbians)