@toropyga // continued from here !
“Dramatic?” He laughs, leaning back on the berth he’s perched on. Blurr’s hand is on his, and the blue mech is smiling despite the exasperation.
They started off enemies at best ; Blurr had been aggressive and standoffish in Drift’s mere presence. Coaxing a conversation out of him had taken AGES, and now ...
“That’s the hard part, isn’t it? Knowing how I am, in this moment?” The weight of such a question is smothered beneath a grinning face and relaxed posture. Idly, his digits fidget with Blurr’s, teasing them open just enough to slide his own between them. “Knowing WHO I am?”
Drift avoids looking at Blurr’s face ; the FAUX CONFIDENCE in his actions would quickly give way to embarrassment in a matter of seconds. “Don’t answer that,” he adds. “Just humor my dramatics, yeah?”