[He shrugs slightly, and his hand sort of hovers over the crack -- no, the hole -- in his chest armor. His own spark was perfectly fine, since it would take more than a missile strike to breach his armor completely. But the thought...]
What sort of bad?
[He falls silent, listening to her -- honestly listening. If she can be perfectly frank, he owes it to her to pay attention. His good optic flicks over her once or twice before he nods, once, sharply.]
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[He shrugs slightly, and his hand sort of hovers over the crack -- no, the hole -- in his chest armor. His own spark was perfectly fine, since it would take more than a missile strike to breach his armor completely. But the thought...]
What sort of bad?
[He falls silent, listening to her -- honestly listening. If she can be perfectly frank, he owes it to her to pay attention. His good optic flicks over her once or twice before he nods, once, sharply.]
Your spark is strong. Be proud of that.