He wishes he didn't have to do this, that he could just forget all his responsibilities, and wrap himself around Wing forever. He lets his thumb stroke over Wing's cheek, his optics coruscating with emotion.

"We do. We need to find her. There has to be something. But I can't even do that with...Tarn."

"Saber's offered, and, well, she's...she won't be upset. When the worst happens. She should also be safe from him." Things he can't say about Wing. He gives a wry smile. "I don't think 'worried' is the word Ultra Magnus would use."

"What? What's happening?"