Kenji barely understood the conversation between the siblings, finally he was able to pull himself out of his mental backwash enough to stop clinging so hard to her. He relaxed a great deal forcing his arms to gently hold her, his cheek rested on the top of her head. Fingers ran through her long hair of their own accord, it was almost like it had been countless times before. He just sitting with her in his arms playing with her hair while either one was talking about something, usually their dreams or desires for the future. He didn’t remember the conversations as much as just the touch he had craved, it was something he denied himself the moment she was ripped from him. 

Kenji finally left his stupor, he removed the cords from her feet and legs allowing her to sit comfortably. He eased her to sit up realizing the awkward position he was forcing her into, the words she had spoken sinking into his brain. She didn’t remember him. Those words were like nails to his heart and here he was, a complete stranger to her, clinging to her like an idiot. He rose to his feet and raked his artificial fingers through his hair. The task of having her remember to the point that would convince Geir she was not a threat loomed over him. 

“I’ll get my kit it will be easier to move that then it would be her.” The older woman left the room for a few moments and returned with her medical kit. She pulled on some medical gloves, gave the android medication to numb the area before she cleaned the wound. Once the numbing agent kicked in she sewed up the flesh with practiced ease. She cleaned up after applying a bandage to the area and took her things back to her workshop to be sanitized and restocked.

Kenji sat on a ratty green and gold stripped couch watching the process, he grabbed the fifth of whiskey and took a swig out of habit. He corked it and sat it on the floor. “What are we going to do? We have to get her to remember in a day.” The stress started prickling the back of Kenji’s mind. His hands slipped over his face, his mind milling over what she had implied and Toni finished for her. Instinct brought her here. It was a strange thing, he wondered how many other androids started to remember their old lives like that. It was scary to think, memories bringing those killers back to the roost. More or less. 

Geir and Ning moved around in a pattern around the caves searching for any sign of the transmitter. They used the small scanners more than their eyes, the chip could be stuffed in any crack and they wouldn’t see it not in a month of Sundays. Geir stopped for a few moments glancing up at the darkening sky. It was not often he had time to just gaze into the star filled sky, not when his eyes are usually planted on the nearest rocks and trees waiting for something to leap out and end their lives. Life was difficult and things were not getting any easier. He had been hinting at the need to relocate, all the places around the area were stripped of any useful thing. He hoped to use this android’s stumbling on them as another leverage piece. 

His eye snapped to Ning who stopped suddenly and ran a hand through his messy hair before turning clicking off his small scanner and letting it drop the device hit his thigh and bounce on the tether that held it on his belt. “I don’t see anything in the area.”

“Perhaps they have upgraded,” he said with a frown.

Ning chuckled moving toward the older, stopping to where his shoulder brushed against Geir’s. “Not too hasty to admit that she might actually be running from the robots.”
Geir scanned the area and shook his head. “I am not going to admit anything until the shit starts falling.” He turned when Ning’s hand rested on his shoulder, the younger male was smiling at him. It was playful, teasing and a little annoying.