[It was different when he had someone looking over his vitals, let alone his most trusted friend. But his head lifts up to meet his gaze, feeling his hand slide across his shoulder plating. It was authoritative and yet it had a gentleness to it. How Optimus ever managed that combination, he may never know. It was a strange combination, and his leader pulled it off very well.
His optics meet the taller autobots. They are alert and attentive as they jolt ever so slightly, taking in the details on the others face.]
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His optics meet the taller autobots. They are alert and attentive as they jolt ever so slightly, taking in the details on the others face.]
Y...yes. You have a very good point Optimus.