He doesn't belong here. Delta doesn't know anything about the world beyond these four digital walls, he hasn't been around long enough for there to be anything else-
But something in the voice rings true. Familiar. Distantly so- the armor shifts, settles, his hands coming up to grasp at Locus' arms to steady himself against the downward spiral of grief. If York Lives-
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But something in the voice rings true. Familiar. Distantly so- the armor shifts, settles, his hands coming up to grasp at Locus' arms to steady himself against the downward spiral of grief. If York Lives-
How do you know?