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_{[Gently 9S closes the door to his room behind himself, taking one or two steps forward before he finds it hard to keep himself upright. Against the wall he leans to his left, slowly sliding down it until he finds himself on the floor, holding his head in his hands.

Everything that just happened...it had all happened so fast and could've ended so badly. Thankfully, it hadn't, but 9S' skin is still tingling, his own vitals unstable as internal warning tell him to err on the side of caution, to not stress himself out any further.

All he needs is a minute to himself, a minute to clear his own mind and focus. A real disaster, a real tragedy had been avoided...he just hopes he can keep it that way.]}