[riptide freezes up suddenly, his optical lights shrinking into little pinpricks as his mind jumps straight to what he'd said to bee. pushing him forward and yelling at him to open fire.
no. that was the only thing riptide could think to do. that's what they did to him, and bee had been so scared. he shutters his optics and a shudder rattles through his frame as he shakes his head.]
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no. that was the only thing riptide could think to do. that's what they did to him, and bee had been so scared. he shutters his optics and a shudder rattles through his frame as he shakes his head.]
...I'm not sure I'd be good at that.