A seemingly mundane day of work, 2B finds herself scouting a designated mission area. Her gait is as stoic, confident and meticulous as usual. She kills whatever machine is in her way and explores every nook and cranny of the area.

"..."

She seems to be thinking of both everything and nothing all at once, a conflict between not thinking and simply following orders, or letting her thoughts run wild about whatever existential musings her Ai is crapping out into her CPU to process.