There is a wealth of resignation in his voice. He grumbles something unintelligible as he's pushed. If he dug his heels in, and really fought it, likely he could keep Smokescreen from shoving him too far. He could keep this from happening altogether.
He doesn't.
So he just stands there, idly waving his hands in some sad parody of a dance.
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There is a wealth of resignation in his voice. He grumbles something unintelligible as he's pushed. If he dug his heels in, and really fought it, likely he could keep Smokescreen from shoving him too far. He could keep this from happening altogether.
He doesn't.
So he just stands there, idly waving his hands in some sad parody of a dance.