… You know- you could probably get an oil bath set up really easily- I could even lend you some polishes if you want. And speaking of that, I was wondering if maybe at some point we could have public bathhouses setup one day?
No polish, but… perhaps. Public bathhouses may provide a useful casual, social setting. They’re a fair ways off, but not a bad idea.
…Sweets are not so much a need as they are a pleasantry. For that reason, they might be best served in the crystal garden. To Autobots, Decepticons, neutrals, anyone who happens to visit. It’s meant to be a place of peace, it’s your project. See it through.
Yeah, I figured they wouldn’t be too helpful in terms of relief…
Serving them at the garden’s a great idea, though! Maybe it could be something like a event there, once the newest arriving Cybertronians are settled in. I could get some games set up, too, help everyone get to know each other in a relaxing setting.
I’ve been keeping up with them, of course, making sure the crystals are staying vibrant even with all the light, making sure they haven’t dissolved at all… Some of them are really starting to make progress.
Exactly. I’ve visited it myself and I am impressed with your efforts. For how relatively short of a time it’s been, they are larger and brighter than expected.
I imagine something sweet to enjoy while viewing them might ease latent tensions between visitors. Perhaps we could organize some sort of holiday at the garden, to commemorate our return to Cybertron.
I have done this to Smokescreen, too. You both seem to forget that your well being is not only your concern.
You still didn’t answer my question. Why do you care?
…Keep doing it to Smokey though, he needs it and he thinks highly of you.
You both need it, whether you think highly of me or not.
You are needed, by those around you and by those you call friend. Both you and Smokescreen fall into the same line of thinking, to hide or downplay your injuries so that others won’t worry. If you continue to do this, if you continue to keep yourself from admitting your state and allowing yourself recovery, you will die. And if you think that will stop your friends from worrying, you’re right. It will devastate them instead, eat at them from the inside as they wonder and doubt what they could have done to better help, to prevent it even if there was nothing they could have done. If you would rather put everyone through that than let them tend your wounds for a while, you’re a crueler mech than I am.
Besides that, you are the one who defeated me. I am ill accustomed to expressing gratitude apart from ensuring your continued survival.
But- but I should’ve been able to defend myself in the first place, right? I should’ve been smart enough to keep myself out of that kind of situation.
Enough. You were taken control of by creatures with absurd and cruel power. It happened to you. Tell me Smokescreen, how exactly were you supposed to defend yourself? Let me guess, you don’t know? Well neither do I! So stop trying to blame yourself for something that happened to you because of monstrous sadists and allow yourself to recover. It happened. You’re safe.
Megatron's back up 