[It's not as jarring as she'd expected when the chip clicks softly into place, perspective shifting as her vision's flecked with the fragments of someone else's existence— his awareness and where those converging lines merge into her own. Vibrant green, compiled data and the stuttering sparks of her implants, transmitting eager little pulses to her nervous system.
Accepting it is easy.
And then...she's not alone. Like it was with Cortana, (in all the ways she never admitted to anyone) it's almost welcoming to know there's someone else there with her. Hovering at her back. Swimming through a sea of stored data, memories, thoughts—
Her fingers stay absently curled in midair as she inhales once through her nose, lifting the line of her stare as if trying to catch a glimpse of him through the seams in transmitted reality.]
no subject
Accepting it is easy.
And then...she's not alone. Like it was with Cortana, (in all the ways she never admitted to anyone) it's almost welcoming to know there's someone else there with her. Hovering at her back. Swimming through a sea of stored data, memories, thoughts—
Her fingers stay absently curled in midair as she inhales once through her nose, lifting the line of her stare as if trying to catch a glimpse of him through the seams in transmitted reality.]
Hello, Delta.