Wing twitches back, and then he does pull his hands away, closing them over his chest protectively. "Well, you...certainly dismissed that easily. I'd tell you how exactly, but you'd only tell me how I'm wrong, yes?" His gold optics shutter over some emotion, shoving it from the fore with some effort before looking back to Drift. "Why is it so hard for you to accept that you're important to others Drift? Is it to make running off and doing things like this easier?"

He shakes his head. "Not just you Drift. It's the police force's job, why they aren't more involved I don't know." If anything Wing feels remiss in this. He was on the law committee, wasn't there more he could do?

"Maybe for those with enough fortitude. There's plenty of civilians here Drift." He looses a heavy sigh. He's not defeated, but this feels like losing regardless. "Even if this is the only way, there's a better way to do it. Plan a method of extraction before he actually kills you, create a secure feed that he can't disrupt and broadcasts on a narrow band... Maybe even deal with him somehow legally so you're not just proving Ultra Magnus right."