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It's been a couple months since she was here last, and Panacea's talking to someone else as she steps through the portal and into the Nexus; a smaller femme very similar to herself but for the expressive and well-sculpted face and lack of chevron on her helm.
The older bot freezes when she realizes where they are, then quickly checks for the door even as she moves protectively between the other femme and the Nexus.
"Mom?" comes the confused question.
"Shhh, Oriana," says Panacea, scowling. "Just let me make sure there's nobody looking at us funny. This is called the Nexus."
"Okay... but why are we here?"
"Who knows?" She relaxes just a little, and even chuckles just a bit. "Alright, my question for today is, 'How do deal with a sparkmate who's afraid to let your newest creation out of their sight?'"
Yeah right, Panacea, pretend it's Rodimus who's paranoid.
The older bot freezes when she realizes where they are, then quickly checks for the door even as she moves protectively between the other femme and the Nexus.
"Mom?" comes the confused question.
"Shhh, Oriana," says Panacea, scowling. "Just let me make sure there's nobody looking at us funny. This is called the Nexus."
"Okay... but why are we here?"
"Who knows?" She relaxes just a little, and even chuckles just a bit. "Alright, my question for today is, 'How do deal with a sparkmate who's afraid to let your newest creation out of their sight?'"
Yeah right, Panacea, pretend it's Rodimus who's paranoid.