[If she thinks he's huge, she should see some of the others. Decepticons especially tended to be massive. Then again... maybe he is a littlebig by some standards. At least, with his battle mask retracted, he just looks grumpy, rather than set-to-kill.]
[One of those heavy hands lowers, hanging around her height, in case the girl needs something to hold onto.]
... Remind me to tell you what Megatron's favorite thing to do to prisoners was. Cybertron was a planet of rust and death after he began the war.
[It's said with no small amount of bitterness, or anger. He rolls his shoulders, looking at her again, and nodding. It must not be that bad, if she's walking around -- but he's no doctor. He has no idea.]
[The mention of cannons though... that makes his optics light up. He straightens, holding up one arm and flexing his hand. Molten blue light flickers to life in the barrel of the massive gun.]
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[One of those heavy hands lowers, hanging around her height, in case the girl needs something to hold onto.]
... Remind me to tell you what Megatron's favorite thing to do to prisoners was. Cybertron was a planet of rust and death after he began the war.
[It's said with no small amount of bitterness, or anger. He rolls his shoulders, looking at her again, and nodding. It must not be that bad, if she's walking around -- but he's no doctor. He has no idea.]
[The mention of cannons though... that makes his optics light up. He straightens, holding up one arm and flexing his hand. Molten blue light flickers to life in the barrel of the massive gun.]
Yeah. I do. Shall I show you them?