"To be fair, I don't think the 'Cons care all that much about little squishies like us," she said with a rueful laugh. "If anything, us squishies should try to not do stupid shit like running through the middle of a giant robot fight."
It had taken her a long time to come to terms with the fact that what had happened had been as much her fault as Boncecrusher's, if not more. After all, she could expect an Autobot to keep an eye on his feet and try to avoid casual destruction of bystanders, but a Decepticon? That was just foolish.
She'd probably never be able to assume responsibility entirely for the accident, though.
The pressure was a little uncomfortable, only because he was probing so hard with his fingers, but there was definitely no pain.
"...Huh," she said. "That...that makes sense, I guess!"
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Date: 2009-08-28 08:09 pm (UTC)It had taken her a long time to come to terms with the fact that what had happened had been as much her fault as Boncecrusher's, if not more. After all, she could expect an Autobot to keep an eye on his feet and try to avoid casual destruction of bystanders, but a Decepticon? That was just foolish.
She'd probably never be able to assume responsibility entirely for the accident, though.
The pressure was a little uncomfortable, only because he was probing so hard with his fingers, but there was definitely no pain.
"...Huh," she said. "That...that makes sense, I guess!"