[ The same is matched by the guilt that's started to crackle through Megatron's EM field. Guilt, shame, disappointment... They're all so similar, aren't they? Megatron lowers his head, his expression flattened into an unhappy grimace.
He wants so badly to take Drift's hand again. He had thought himself prepared for whatever came but that prison is so lonely that it's impossible not to ache for connection while the has the chance. ]
What do you mean?
[ That sounds disturbing. Self-sacrificing in the usual foolish way. Megatron turns back towards Drift and steps closer again on the balcony that already feels too small for both of them. ]
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He wants so badly to take Drift's hand again. He had thought himself prepared for whatever came but that prison is so lonely that it's impossible not to ache for connection while the has the chance. ]
What do you mean?
[ That sounds disturbing. Self-sacrificing in the usual foolish way. Megatron turns back towards Drift and steps closer again on the balcony that already feels too small for both of them. ]
What is it that you're trying to undo, Drift?