[ Tech Boy is grateful in return for the whole experience and never wants K to censor anything about himself, no matter how unpleasant. Exposing pain and vulnerability is apparently the theme for the night, and it's strangely liberating. He wants to understand K, and to be understood himself. It's a freedom he's never allowed himself out of fear of getting hurt. Or used. He doesn't fear that with K.
His thoughts linger on the memory, replaying what he recalls. The negative reactions of others toward the replicant population and K himself... it makes Tech Boy wish he could have been there for him sooner. Humans must have settled their differences amongst each other and traded racism for bigotry against synthetics. Humanity remains constantly disappointing.
But K... and his world... are marvels. The tension seems to melt from his body as he relaxes into K's touch, hooked on his words.
He does open his mouth to protest and will gladly accept a kiss instead. It's complicated, but some way he does survive. He hasn't died. Not for good. Hasn't failed. Not for long. With the chill of weakness fading, he begins to caress K's chest with the hand he'd been resting over his heart. ]
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His thoughts linger on the memory, replaying what he recalls. The negative reactions of others toward the replicant population and K himself... it makes Tech Boy wish he could have been there for him sooner. Humans must have settled their differences amongst each other and traded racism for bigotry against synthetics. Humanity remains constantly disappointing.
But K... and his world... are marvels. The tension seems to melt from his body as he relaxes into K's touch, hooked on his words.
He does open his mouth to protest and will gladly accept a kiss instead. It's complicated, but some way he does survive. He hasn't died. Not for good. Hasn't failed. Not for long. With the chill of weakness fading, he begins to caress K's chest with the hand he'd been resting over his heart. ]