A/N: An alphabet drabble challenge. The words were provided [mostly] by a friend who's never seen Automata, in order to make it more difficult. RxR

Fragments of Feeling #1

-[A]nkle-

After the last machines fell, the rain ceased, revealing their soaked armour as the clouds parted. "We'll dry ourselves off here," she motioned, stripping off waterlogged garments to dry in the sun.

He froze, eyes transfixed to the sight of pale, creamy skin stretched taut over the sharp joint of her ankle.

She flexed her toes. "No water damage. And you, 9S?"

His eyes, still glued to her unmarked legs, took in the sight of a bootless 2B for the first time. "…No damage here."

Trailing down the slender curve, the small dip behind her knee, strong calves, that sharpness-