Optimus' steps faltered briefly at the unexpected motion, and he ducked his helm, audials swinging back with pleased embarrassment.
"Ah...well. Thank you?"
With that one little action, the confident Prime that just handled an attack on his very compound was gone, and in his place was a young, flustered mech, who gave her arm an awkward pat as he attempted to regain his composure as they made their way toward his rooms.
He had guest rooms. She could...stay there. Or. Wherever she liked. Um. Right.
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Date: 2012-03-04 08:03 am (UTC)"Ah...well. Thank you?"
With that one little action, the confident Prime that just handled an attack on his very compound was gone, and in his place was a young, flustered mech, who gave her arm an awkward pat as he attempted to regain his composure as they made their way toward his rooms.
He had guest rooms. She could...stay there. Or. Wherever she liked. Um. Right.