By reaction alone, that is Mikaela Banes. Optimus feels a surge of guilt for the clear panic he instills, and thinks back to the circumstances of her departure; she had seemed so strong, but she had also seemed unable to simply continue further. They could do nothing but let her go, and here, no, it must seem as though he's tracked her down when this is simply pure chance.
He's tempted to just stay quiet, now, and slip back in to stasis. She's dealt with enough; there is no need to burden her with his own troubles.
And then she steps forward.
Optimus watches her soundlessly, uncertain how to react. He's nowhere near the amount of experience someone like Bumblebee has, not with Mikaela, not with any human; he's dealt with their soldiers, and certainly Sam and Mikaela as individuals, but that was some time ago.
The most he can do now without truly breaking cover is let his engine rumble on, the sound a quiet - and hopefully reassuring - almost-purr.
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Date: 2014-08-29 07:28 pm (UTC)He's tempted to just stay quiet, now, and slip back in to stasis. She's dealt with enough; there is no need to burden her with his own troubles.
And then she steps forward.
Optimus watches her soundlessly, uncertain how to react. He's nowhere near the amount of experience someone like Bumblebee has, not with Mikaela, not with any human; he's dealt with their soldiers, and certainly Sam and Mikaela as individuals, but that was some time ago.
The most he can do now without truly breaking cover is let his engine rumble on, the sound a quiet - and hopefully reassuring - almost-purr.