[Cyclonus's song falters for a moment when another voice joins his own, but he quickly recovers and continues. You don't just stop an ode to Cybertron in the middle.
He holds the final note for a long moment before letting it trail away. Only then does he turn to look at his unexpected accompanist.
A Decepticon, clearly enough. Irrelevant to him except as a potential threat to those he cares about. He is a bit impressed however.]
Few enough even recognize Primal Vernacular these days, let alone know it's songs.
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He holds the final note for a long moment before letting it trail away. Only then does he turn to look at his unexpected accompanist.
A Decepticon, clearly enough. Irrelevant to him except as a potential threat to those he cares about. He is a bit impressed however.]
Few enough even recognize Primal Vernacular these days, let alone know it's songs.