[This feels nice--too nice, almost, and Drift hates the idea anyone from the Hub might come out and see them. Not that he doesn't want to be seen with Perceptor, but he's just not ready to have time dig into him. Now, this conjunction of past and present, is all he could ask for.]

You're worth it, Perceptor.

[He wishes he could make the other see it.]

[It's with a reluctance that borders on pain that he pulls away.]

Right. Uh. Engex, if you want it.