[There's a swell of something deep in his chest. Emotion? He wasn't programed for emotion, but there's a deep and burning fondness regardless. Love. He's always loved his Operator, but there's something so overwhelming about finally being able to be real and physical and just to touch his Operator-
This isn't the dreamscape, he's still a creature of iron and warped flesh, but he leans in to press the visor of his helm to the tenno's lips anyways.]
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[There's a swell of something deep in his chest. Emotion? He wasn't programed for emotion, but there's a deep and burning fondness regardless. Love. He's always loved his Operator, but there's something so overwhelming about finally being able to be real and physical and just to touch his Operator-
This isn't the dreamscape, he's still a creature of iron and warped flesh, but he leans in to press the visor of his helm to the tenno's lips anyways.]