[All he feels he can do is give her hand another squeeze before finally letting go, watching as A2 retreats back to the living room. It's during the span of the hour he allots for 6O to rest that he prepares something small for her. He's managed to boil water in the kettle and make a cup of tea (which he added milk and honey to) and has one of the chocolate bars he'd stolen from a vending machine in his pocket. Counting down the seconds he opens the door to his room exactly to the hour. She seems to have bundled herself up in his blankets which is...pretty cute. He doesn't blame her - he likes to do the same.]
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...Hey 6O?