Sacrosanct is a big station. It's entirely possible that with so few rats in the sewers that neither of them would ever meet. But Megaman works the networks and Kim works the mechanics, and neither of them can afford to dip into the other's realm incautiously.
So, when Kim does touch the digital realm, she notices things. Little things that tickle at her imperfect, organic mind. She begins looking for him.
And then.
She finds him.
Kim squanders six sightings in silence, savoring those half-glimpses and peeks because no matter how either of them hides, she's still a roboticist and he's still a reploid. Protoman is dead, a martyr to save the lives of the evacuees. It looks like Megaman is as much a fighter as his almost-brother had been. As Kim was.
Eventually, she decides that this has gone on long enough. Kim flicks a pebble at him from her hiding place in a drainpipe that's well above street height. It plinks off his helmet, and she withdraws. Either he'll come into the dark warren where it's safer to talk and work and travel, or he won't. Kimiko doesn't dare do more.
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So, when Kim does touch the digital realm, she notices things. Little things that tickle at her imperfect, organic mind. She begins looking for him.
And then.
She finds him.
Kim squanders six sightings in silence, savoring those half-glimpses and peeks because no matter how either of them hides, she's still a roboticist and he's still a reploid. Protoman is dead, a martyr to save the lives of the evacuees. It looks like Megaman is as much a fighter as his almost-brother had been. As Kim was.
Eventually, she decides that this has gone on long enough. Kim flicks a pebble at him from her hiding place in a drainpipe that's well above street height. It plinks off his helmet, and she withdraws. Either he'll come into the dark warren where it's safer to talk and work and travel, or he won't. Kimiko doesn't dare do more.