Update: I am no longer on the floor, I have graduated to a chair and am eating a bagel and listening to Act 1 of The Protomen. Thank you so much for the support, it might seem small but it really means a lot to me!
Do not think that he hasn’t noticed your radio silence lately.
::It is good to know of your continued existence, Blackguard.::
::Are Rigel’s recent travels a result of your absence as well?::
And here she thought his main focus was on the Primeling, not the Guardian.
«It’s… been a rough deca-cycle. But, I’m still here.» A pause.
«Uhm– thanks for.. noticing, sir.»
She ‘frowns’ as all the awkwardness of the situation vanishes. «What travels? He’s suppose to be in Canada, in Blackout’s aerie and no where else.»
In a way, his focus is centered still on the “Primeling”; if she is somehow unfit to be his Guardian, he will have to take charge. Thankfully, this doesn’t seem to be the case. A ‘rough deca-cycle’ gives him a thoughtful pause, but he was not pry into personal business. Emotional support is not his forte.
::Mm. He is there now, and before that he made a stop across the multiverse to an alternate of his sire. The upgraded one, who as I understand it is… currently expecting.::
::This visit seemed inconsequential, but as Rigel still possesses the ability to travel to such places, it would be best to monitor him more closely. Especially if he has not told you of such travels.::
Remembering another more recent incident, his voice becomes quieter.
::I would do so myself, but our recent encounter was… unfortunate.::
The tracker beeps on his screen as it heads to a new universe. One Megatron is familiar with. He lets it go, unalarmed. No threat is posed.
The camera refused to capture the sheer disgust on my face.
I am not jealous of how you treat Prime. In fact, I very much enjoy watching him squirm at your advances.