And then, just as Clu turned to go, as he'd begun to set up a task list for him to take care of while his code brother was resting, he was abruptly jarred out out of it by his shout and being suddenly grabbed. The impact of the admin's densely coded form on his disc dock prompted a grunt of surprise; it wasn't enough force to hurt and not nearly enough to force a soft reset, but it was still startling. And the fact that the admin still wasn't at all steady on his feet meant that Clu spent the first moments afterward readjusting his balance so they didn't topple over.
When he was able to focus on the embrace itself, though... No, it was too desperate to be called anything as gentle as an embrace. His code brother was clinging to him as though Clu was the only thing keeping him from derezzing. And what he felt along with it was equally desperate. It was all a bit jumbled still, of course, but the want was crystal clear. There was also something small and jagged that was harder to read; maybe something that wanted to be hope, but didn't quite dare to be.
It was the intensity of it all that was most surprising. Being overcharged tended to disable one's inhibitions, but it didn't produce emotions out of nowhere. How long had this been building up for? And what exactly did he mean by that last bit?
Clu's concern was evident, but so was a degree of understanding. He reached up and patted the admin's forearm, the motion only made awkward this time by the fact that his upper arms were currently somewhat pinned by his code-brother's grip. "I wasn't gonna go far, you know," he said gently. "But alright, I'll stay. Not sure what you mean by thinking you'd 'ruin me', though." Since the admin seemed willing to talk for the moment, he'd best take advantage of it to get some clear data.
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When he was able to focus on the embrace itself, though... No, it was too desperate to be called anything as gentle as an embrace. His code brother was clinging to him as though Clu was the only thing keeping him from derezzing. And what he felt along with it was equally desperate. It was all a bit jumbled still, of course, but the want was crystal clear. There was also something small and jagged that was harder to read; maybe something that wanted to be hope, but didn't quite dare to be.
It was the intensity of it all that was most surprising. Being overcharged tended to disable one's inhibitions, but it didn't produce emotions out of nowhere. How long had this been building up for? And what exactly did he mean by that last bit?
Clu's concern was evident, but so was a degree of understanding. He reached up and patted the admin's forearm, the motion only made awkward this time by the fact that his upper arms were currently somewhat pinned by his code-brother's grip. "I wasn't gonna go far, you know," he said gently. "But alright, I'll stay. Not sure what you mean by thinking you'd 'ruin me', though." Since the admin seemed willing to talk for the moment, he'd best take advantage of it to get some clear data.