.. /Tugs his claws away from his helm/ Ah’d rather ye latch onto me, ye know.

That is part of you… /Huffs and just digs those sharp claws right nice and deep into his shoulder plating, the other claw curling into his back plating. Nope, you’re not going anywhere./

/Snorts and scoots him over a little, plopping down beside him/ .. /Tugs him over into a hug and yep. Cuddles./
 

/Just nuzzles the helm. He’s imagining the day the frame won’t move so much. Digs claws into the crevices of his helm and keeps them that way. I have two spare hooks. Ohhh, the itch is coming back. Tempting, tempting, but not today./

I can’t do that. I still have things to do. /Frowns/ I’m sorry.

Ye like yer room? /grins/

For now, it will suffice. /Pulls away from and just flops on the berth. Oh, fuck yeah, a bed. Stretches out and just stays faceplanted./

..I take responsibility for what I did to you. I won’t make excuses.

/Is 8,000% done with you right now./

Go die in a hole.

Sorry. Ah was jus’ tryin’ ta help ye out.

Hnn, Velocity is just…picky.

You can say that but.. I truly am sorry. I have been since the beginning.

Sometimes, Starscream, you make me want to swallow a bullet and spit it back out in your faceplate.

/Pets his helm with a grin/ Ye okay now?

Mm. Yes. Velocity was…complaining. /Grabs helm./

/Lifts him off the wall and pats his cheek/ Oi. Blurr..

/Oh, hello. Onlines optic and shakes helm./ What? Oh pits, he screams like a femme about stupid scrap…

/Holds him out/ There ye-.. are ye okay?

/Yanks Velocity over and just slams him down on a hook, optic flickering slightly. What a diva Velocity is. Kinda does this faceplant against the wall and shuts off optic./