A2 rests her head on the ground below her. The idea of resting is so pleasant that she doesn't ever want it to stop. Of being able to not calculate something after spending this entire conversation working in overdrive, pulling up 404 after 404, burning resources she already didn't have trying to figure out who this is... for nothing. For so little it might as well have been nothing.

It's almost funny, but she has no energy to laugh.

"Yeah you are," she says, and she means it for the asshole bit, but the blood loss is also probably a thing that she'll have to worry about, isn't it. A2's chest is rising and falling and she's certain she doesn't have to be doing that but it's happening anyway. The orders for functions of this class were to stop them from reaching the Knot. She's done that, hasn't she? She can stop now. Right?

"Keep me as part of her and I'll let you leave," she says weakly. She's not in any position to be making offers.