Rung now gets to join a very elite company - and nearly every mech who has ever managed to see Perceptor lose his composure this much, is right here in Haven, too.

"...he did?"

This revelation makes Perceptor betrayal that much worse. At least in his own mind, and his composure slips again, revealing a moment of that despairing self-loathing before Perceptor struggles to pull his tattered mask of calm back around himself like a worn blanket. There's holes in the blanket now, though, and his hands are shaking as he starts to reach for his rifle, stops himself, and instead, balls his hands into fists on his lap.

"I'd hoped... but that wasn't..." That just wasn't something they'd sit and talk about. Even if the topic wouldn't have been awkward enough, it'd been Kup, and Kup... never had much discussed feelings. Not like that. Maybe with Rung - probably with Rung - but not with Perceptor.

"Then why did he...."