I can figure out the point of anything [OPEN]

[flashdrive]

WHO: Rewind and You!
WHERE: Liege Maximo's altar
WHEN: A day after Chromedome's death/body has gone missing
WHAT: One half waits for the other.
WARNINGS: N/A

It'd been twenty-four hours since Chromedome's death.

And the feeling was still numb--Rewind kept trying to process it, to make sense of it. But all that he could do was continue on, almost on autopilot. It was like his brain wouldn't do anything other than what was necessary. He was angry, at a great number of people. Angry at Chromedome for not keeping his promise, angry at Prowl for instigating him. Angry at Tarn for killing him in such a way.

Rewinds warnings were far too ironic. He'd always told Chromedome that injecting could kill you. He just didn't mean it quite so literally. When he saw it over the feed, he could feel his spark sink like a rock. It sank into a rut that it couldn't escape from, and despite knowing that Chromedome would eventually come back...

It didn't make the pain of losing him go away.

He sat by the alter in Liege Maximo's temple, where Chromedome would eventually appear, as he'd learned on the Link. All of those who died would appear there, in their respective temples. As he sat, he fiddled with something he found in the junkpile. A tiny cassette, nothing too out of the ordinary. But something about it had Rewind quite interested.

Fiddling with it.

[ooc: feel free to sit with him or bug Rewind on this! He'll be here until Chromedome comes back.]

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[flashdrive]

Rung's presence was unsurprising. The bot always had an uncanny ability to always be where someone like him was needed. A constant bystander, but almost never an active participant. That was what his research had told him, and it was no different here.

So when Rung walks up, he doesn't flinch, or even look up. Obviously, if he had a problem with the Autobot's presence, he'd have said something. But for now...--actually, it was probably obvious that he enjoyed his company-- he let him sit there.

"They come back to their altars. I learned that."

It was all he could think to say.

[rungout]

"That's true, yes," Rung murmured softly in response, glancing at the other but not attempting to touch or anything of that nature just yet.

Give it time.

"Are you going to wait here the entire time?"

There's nothing scolding or anything of that nature in his tone as he asks it, Rung resting his hands on the ground beside himself as he leans forward just a touch to try and see Rewind's face. He's merely asking because he wants to know if he's going to need to bring the other Energon until Chromedome returns.

Because that's just how Rung is.

[flashdrive]

"That's the plan."

He had to. Someone had to be there to find Chromedome when he came back. To help him. ACTUALLY help him, that is. Not whatever manipulated him to do this in the first place. His finger flips around the cassette idly, as if it's just something for his hands to do, before turning to Rung.

"Should I be angry at him?"

[rungout]

Rung met the others gaze, a thoughtful look flickering over his face.

"It would be understandable if you were, given the circumstances. He has a rather large knack for pushing the limits a little too much," the therapist said after a moment. His gaze shifted to the item that Rewind was playing with but he didn't ask.

If the other wanted to tell him he would.

"But, at the same time, it's understandable to not be as well."

[flashdrive]

"He's frustrating. Irritating's more like it. He never listens to me, and always gets himself in trouble."

His visor seems to narrow at that, looking at the altar angrily. The twirling of the cassette stops as he grips it tight. There weren't even words for how he felt about the situation sometimes. But his shoulders drop, and he relaxes, his voice softening.

"But he's the best. I don't know what I'd do without him."

He'd carry on...but he wouldn't be the same. He thanked his stars this place was forgiving with death.

"Is it normal to be angry at him and...still feel that affection?"

[rungout]

"Very normal, actually. We tend to get upset with the ones we care about most when they do something to get into trouble because we want nothing more than to protect them and help them but they won't let us," Rung said with a slight sigh as his vents cycled, shaking his head as he glanced at Rewind with a faint smile. "I've met plenty of bots like that in the past and there was usually another that was following close behind them, trying to keep them safe."

He hesitated another moment before shifting a bit closer to Rewind and gently placing an arm around the smaller bot's shoulders.

"He's lucky to have you, Rewind."

[flashdrive]

Rewind listens, taking all of this in--into his database for safe keeping. He doubted he'd ever use it in the future, but he needed something to remind him that what he was going for wasn't a fool's errand. That someone would look out for Chromedome because of the bot himself, not for what he could do.

And really, that didn't need to be explained to anyone. No one but himself.

"I know. He'd be lost without me.

And sometimes...the other way around."