I realize that's...a lot to take in. [A lot to be measured against.]

Drift look at me, please?

[Wing reaches out, imploring, wishing he could cup the silver face in his hands, wanting to meet those blue optics even if they're cold, hoping Drift will feel the warmth and sincerity in his field.]

As amazing as all that is Drift...I gave it up to be with you.

And I'd do it again.

[His gold optics flicker with a clash of emotions, fear and love fighting for dominance.]

That's how special you are to me.