Robert knew she was a death machine, yes. But this is the first time he's seen it, and despite the fact he's stared down death in the form of Kusanagi - that's how her eyes looked - it is still frightening to see it painted on the guise of his friend.]
... Wh-why... why are you killing them...?
[He instinctively pulls back - that green pipe looks garish against the scene of death, a mocking cartoony smear on the landscape - and shakes a little.]
Isn't there another way...? Or... or are they like... [Kusanagi, he wants to say, but doesn't finish. The idea of anything being like that is madness.]
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Robert knew she was a death machine, yes. But this is the first time he's seen it, and despite the fact he's stared down death in the form of Kusanagi - that's how her eyes looked - it is still frightening to see it painted on the guise of his friend.]
... Wh-why... why are you killing them...?
[He instinctively pulls back - that green pipe looks garish against the scene of death, a mocking cartoony smear on the landscape - and shakes a little.]
Isn't there another way...? Or... or are they like... [Kusanagi, he wants to say, but doesn't finish. The idea of anything being like that is madness.]