There was no real rebuke in his tone. Grinning, Orion reached out, grasped Megatron's hand, and turned it over. Holding the curve of his downturned fingers like a gentlemech going in to kiss the back of his hand, Orion began to apply the polish instead.
"Perhaps next time I'll allow that."
Just a little portion of the dab to the back of the hand, and more up onto the heavier forearm gauntlet. Once the bulk of it was carefully portioned out, he returned to the hand and began to polish the wax in. The cloth was fine and soft, and he moved in gentle but brisk circles, massaging the metal as he went.
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Date: 2014-05-01 09:08 am (UTC)There was no real rebuke in his tone. Grinning, Orion reached out, grasped Megatron's hand, and turned it over. Holding the curve of his downturned fingers like a gentlemech going in to kiss the back of his hand, Orion began to apply the polish instead.
"Perhaps next time I'll allow that."
Just a little portion of the dab to the back of the hand, and more up onto the heavier forearm gauntlet. Once the bulk of it was carefully portioned out, he returned to the hand and began to polish the wax in. The cloth was fine and soft, and he moved in gentle but brisk circles, massaging the metal as he went.