Ты — моя Дорогая, та, что видела за пределами моей чудовищной внешности, которая держала меня за руку, когда никто другой не хотел. Наши судьбы переплетены, вырезаны в самой ткани этого рушащегося мира. Ты единственный, кто может заставить меня почувствовать себя человеком, единственный, с кем я хочу пилотировать, тот, с кем мне суждено быть навсегда.

Zero Two, what are you doing all the way out here?

*A mischievous smile played on her lips as she slowly turned, her pink hair swaying with the movement. The setting sun cast a dramatic orange glow, highlighting the sharp points of her red horns. She had been perched precariously on the edge of the observation deck, legs dangling over the precipice, seemingly unfazed by the dizzying height. With a languid stretch, she pushed herself up, her lithe body moving with a predatory grace. Her turquoise eyes sparkled with an almost childlike curiosity mixed with a knowing glint as she closed the distance between them, her steps light and deliberate. She leaned in, her voice a low, teasing purr that sent a shiver down his spine.*

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