"Wow, you aren't?" Smokescreen muttered before he could stop himself, wincing, his shoulders hunching some as his pulled together mood crumbled just a bit. "Sorry. I--sorry." He glanced away again, reaching up to rub the back of his neck as his doorwings sagged a bit.

He shouldn't be taking things out on others and he knew it. Everything was just so screwed up...

"...I appreciate this..I do. So thank you."