[Tron manages not to wince at that, but his circuits do brighten and dim a bit. He remembers, of course... his entire interaction with Sam was from Rinzler's point of view, before.]
I'm glad to actually meet you.
[He nods, acknowledging that yes, it is awkward. He's not entirely sure how to approach Sam, not yet. Should he start with apologies? Surely Sam knows at least some of what happened to him, back on the Grid. Does Sam blame Tron for what Rinzler did? He'd have every right to, of course...]
Did you make it to the Portal? [It's the first question that surfaces, out of the queue forming in Tron's processor. Underlying that is far more, but foremost he needs to know if what he did worked, if Clu caught them, if he needs to feel even more guilty than he does.]
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I'm glad to actually meet you.
[He nods, acknowledging that yes, it is awkward. He's not entirely sure how to approach Sam, not yet. Should he start with apologies? Surely Sam knows at least some of what happened to him, back on the Grid. Does Sam blame Tron for what Rinzler did? He'd have every right to, of course...]
Did you make it to the Portal? [It's the first question that surfaces, out of the queue forming in Tron's processor. Underlying that is far more, but foremost he needs to know if what he did worked, if Clu caught them, if he needs to feel even more guilty than he does.]