She just keeps working at it, hands sliding down to massage the cabling in his neck. She's getting pretty wise to where Cybertronians wear and tear.

"I don't mind, Drift. I'd rather see you happy. It's easy if you're open, you just have to not expect the worst. People will love you, if you let them."

She smiles down at him warmly.

"I love you. Wing loves you. And Perceptor... well. He wouldn't be upset if he didn't love you."

She chuckles, playfully tweaking his nose.

"And don't you sass me on that."