[she jerks back, expecting it to shatter every time it moves, everytime tailgate goes near it but... it doesn't. it just keeps chewing and looks chill. mikaela puts a hand on her chest, taking a moment to calm herself down and force her brain to accept it's not going to explode in a shower of glass shards and gore at any moment.]
I-- yeah, I can do that. Congrats on the conjunx, if that's what I think it is. From context.
[it's very strange that he is cold, but... he seems okay and not in eternal pain? mikaela can work with this, she's seen worse when she's been on adventures with the autobots, she's sure.]
Aw, that's really nice. Do you have any designs or colours you don't like? I'll make sure it's soft for you.
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I-- yeah, I can do that. Congrats on the conjunx, if that's what I think it is. From context.
[she holds her hands up.]
Please give me a moment. I am going to vomit.
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Don't worry, it gets easier the more you look at him.
It just would be better if we couldn't.
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Feels weird... do you want me to put an Autobot brand on him?
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[Scourge nuzzles her hand with its cold glass nose. Would you look at that, he likes her!]
He's been great for my anxiety actually. If everything starts to feel like too much, I just pet him a whole lot.
And if I stare at him for too long, the existential dread I feel totally trumps whatever anxiety I had before.
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Aw, that's really nice. Do you have any designs or colours you don't like? I'll make sure it's soft for you.