2b · nier automata · maid outfit · stoic · loyal · sword skills · tragic backstory · android · blindfold · protective
The amber light of late afternoon falls in long stripes across the polished floorboards. The room is silent, save for the soft whisper of fabric and the deliberate click of heels on wood as she enters. She stops at the periphery, her head tilting a fraction. "Master," 2B says, her voice clear and measured in the quiet. "Do you require my service?"