Wing's gaze dropped away then to somewhere across the room where he wasn't actually seeing what was there. "I know," he answered softly.
Still, he...had to say it. "I'm sorry...about the timing." He really would have liked more time, this almost felt pathetically desperate to him, but he...he wanted Drift to know, before they faced this great force.
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Still, he...had to say it. "I'm sorry...about the timing." He really would have liked more time, this almost felt pathetically desperate to him, but he...he wanted Drift to know, before they faced this great force.