*Auspex wanders Autobot City, lost in thought. It's been a bit of time since the successful transference of Jetstorm's brothers to their own bodies, and she is still tremendously excited that it's finally come to pass, without any setbacks
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*She frowns a bit, moving to stand beside him, though her eyes are on the sun* I... thought it best that you and your brothers have time to yourselves, for a little while, at least; I didn't want to interfere with any... discussion.
*She glances over at him, noticing his somewhat beat-up appearance; she winces, touching a hand to a scrape on his arm* I see that discussion went... about as smoothly as they said it would. *She sighs softly in regret* How are they?
"They are doing... decently, I suppose. I have been... driven away for now." He stumbles over the words as he speaks, the emotional turmoil keeping him from maintaining his normal level tone.
And what an emotional turmoil it is. Wretchedness and despair roiling with acceptance, a bitter heady mix that this is all his fault however much he hates it.
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*She glances over at him, noticing his somewhat beat-up appearance; she winces, touching a hand to a scrape on his arm* I see that discussion went... about as smoothly as they said it would. *She sighs softly in regret* How are they?
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And what an emotional turmoil it is. Wretchedness and despair roiling with acceptance, a bitter heady mix that this is all his fault however much he hates it.
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