[his expression twists; this is a question not too dissimilar ones that plague his processor into the night. if an optimus from his little branch of realities shows up who could not reconcile what had happened between them, if his own showed up with no memory. it's a selfish fear of his, focused on him losing something he wants.]
I suppose you don't, not unless you trust your own recollection... [he mutters lightly, looking over to her with a frown.] Do you not?
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I suppose you don't, not unless you trust your own recollection... [he mutters lightly, looking over to her with a frown.] Do you not?