She immediately gripped her servo, optics flashing down to the delicate digits that seemed like the finest of metals in her grasp. Windblade was always so precious, so perfect in every way. Primus…
“I know, I know…but old habits die hard, Windblade.”, she murmured when she was within reach, and while their servos no longer connected, she used hers to wrap around Windblade’s waist and pull her closer, tighter, into an embrace that had been long overdue. “Never doubt yourself, dear spark…Never.”, without any concern, Chromia nuzzled against the femme’s audial, and held that embrace a moment longer.
When Chromia released her, her helm tilted to the side just a little bit.
“You are the best one to help them. And we will free our people, as we should. There has been so much we have done, so much we went through, and you, my little Windblade, look at how you have grown, bloomed into your skills, and power. I am so proud…”
╰ ˚ ⚔ ˚ ╮ NOW THE EMBRACE DID STARTLE WINDBLADE, but the flier hide it with a widened glance over Chromia’s shoulder, and quickly wiped away the expression as soon as she was released. Trying not to think of how much she enjoyed that briefly little expression of affection against her audial, Windblade smiled her doe-like smile.
She knew better than to show just how vulnerable she was to the Cybertronians. They might be her friends, but they were no friend in comparison to Chromia. For although the grounder may have been assigned as her bodyguard, the blue elder was far more than just that. She guided Windblade in small and subtle ways, asking for no credit...
Heat diffused itself through her facial plates, ❝ Chromia, don’t call me ❛ little ❜— ❞ She pleaded; was that really what she took issue with? None of the declarations of how she was Chromia’s Windblade? Well, that wasn’t so bad.
Their optics were watching each other’s, and the flier sought in her companion some silent affirmation that could not be found with words. ❝ We owe a lot of this to Elita One; without her... I just don’t know how much longer I would have believed the lies of the Quintessons. ❞
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