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The Sign often has a powerful impact on people, but this may be the first time it’s physically knocked one over with its force.
The spindly green Autobot now sitting on his aft is looking at it with delighted awe, and that’s a little different, too. He shields his optics for a second with the hand not holding a laser scalpel, then drops it and looks around. “All right then,” he says brightly, from the floor. “What’s your most professionally embarrassing moment?”
He’s not quite able to take his gaze off the sign. “And... does anyone here know about repairing Cybertronians? See, I think my optics just overloaded…”