"...someone I care about very much," he finishes. Not that it's relevant. Except maybe it is.
"You're right, I suppose I am. I'm heavily involved here, I have a lot of responsibilities. It's a lot to handle Drift. They need me..." A squeeze to those shoulders, thumbs brushing the sides of Drift's neck. "And I need you."
He means it, and in more than just a companionship sort of way.
"Drift, these things happen. She would have commed if she could have, but she didn't comm anyone. Me, Perceptor, none of us got messages." See Drift, it's not just you.
Wing just has to stare for a moment, then shake his helm as if trying to banish the images. "But Drift, aren't we then doing his work for him? Publicly broadcasting torture? It'd strike fear into anyone who say it and turn the Link into an even greater weapon for Tarn to use."
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"You're right, I suppose I am. I'm heavily involved here, I have a lot of responsibilities. It's a lot to handle Drift. They need me..." A squeeze to those shoulders, thumbs brushing the sides of Drift's neck. "And I need you."
He means it, and in more than just a companionship sort of way.
"Drift, these things happen. She would have commed if she could have, but she didn't comm anyone. Me, Perceptor, none of us got messages." See Drift, it's not just you.
Wing just has to stare for a moment, then shake his helm as if trying to banish the images. "But Drift, aren't we then doing his work for him? Publicly broadcasting torture? It'd strike fear into anyone who say it and turn the Link into an even greater weapon for Tarn to use."