[If he wasn't on alert before he sure is now, making sure to carefully take count of how many other individuals are present in the room with them. What he's still having a hard time processing is the fact they're all organic. Except for the two of them, everyone else present is human.
9S isn't sure whether to feel humbled or afraid - and what a strange feeling that was to have.
Out on a grand desk there's a book set out to be signed, a pen to the left of the document to be used. An old, barely awake man seems to preside over it all, wearing strange black robes. As the two of them step up to the table, they're encouraged to sign their names, but that comes with a slew of problems. It's not like 9S has a signature that isn't digital in nature. What was he supposed to do...just write his name? This is getting complicated...]
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9S isn't sure whether to feel humbled or afraid - and what a strange feeling that was to have.
Out on a grand desk there's a book set out to be signed, a pen to the left of the document to be used. An old, barely awake man seems to preside over it all, wearing strange black robes. As the two of them step up to the table, they're encouraged to sign their names, but that comes with a slew of problems. It's not like 9S has a signature that isn't digital in nature. What was he supposed to do...just write his name? This is getting complicated...]
Uh, you first A2.