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[He's been here before. At least, that is what the Acolyte that greeted his arrival informed him, warning him that some of the "other refugees" might assume some level of familiarity with him. Past friendships forged, previous alliances made, beings encountered...]

[Perceptor remembers none of it.]

[His expression as he regards the Link is calm and inscrutable, though, despite how unsettling it is to find that his memories, if they were even his own memories, are... altered. Or missing. Or incomplete. Something.]

Do I have a laboratory here?

[Why beat around the bush, as Verity would have said. Well, she might have added a few... choice terms, perhaps, but, still. The sentiment remains.]

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[That may not be a really cheerful thing to bring up in the circumstances. Especially with the common denominator of Prowl.]

The glyph doesn't seem to protect us against that at least.

[You better do more than just 'endeavor', Perceptor. Or else Drift will have to lineface, chase you down and probably stab things. Hopefully Perceptor will never find out how many times Drift has stomped out to the Badlands when he feels flouncy.]

It's the area around the Haven. There are bad things out there. Like the Swarm. One or two, you can take, but they come in numbers.

[Drift is all about melodramatic and forward: his hand flips on the table, offering his palm, before looking up. ]

I'll try to be worthy of it.

[Yes, well... point taken.]

[He snorts.]

Does it protect against anything? Or just mark their property?

[Mmmm hmmmm. Good for the goose doesn't apply to the gander? Keep hoping, Drift.]

Swarm. [Perceptor's optics narrow marginally.] So you have heard? Or... experience?

[Well, Perceptor is rather fond of the forward and melodramatic gestures, too, but it isn't his place to initiate them like that. Not... now now that drift has Wing.]

[He smiles, though, as he slowly slides his hand atop Drift's.]

You already are.

It protects us against the other First Forged.

[There's something behind his words that hint that there's a bit of a story there. One he doesn't volunteer, but would probably tell if asked.]

[But Perceptor forgets that Drift knows him all too well. He'll be keeping an eye out for large red tanks heading toward the badlands.]

[Errrrrrrrrr.] Experience.

[BUT LOOK HE'S FINE SO IT'S NO BIGGIE, okay?]

[And he'll distract Perceptor with a gallant squeeze of the hand. Or try to. Hey, it might work. ]

I can do better. I want to do better.

[The sigh Perceptor heaves toward Drift is a fond one, and that smile that he reserves for Drift alone is back as he shakes his head.]

I am glad that you are back in one piece, then.

[He'll have to find out who has done all of Drift's repairs and thank them. That he is the pot calling the kettle black... will remain unspoken. By him at least.]

I know, Drift. I have faith in you. Please remember that.

[Especially when you have lost faith in yourself. Drift probably hears those words, anyway. He's meant to, though.]

So. Protects from the other First Forged?

[Huff. ]

Of course I am.

_{Mostly because of Ambulon.}

[Because Drift somehow obeys exasperated surliness. Go figure.]

[He does hear the unspoken words, and his hand tightens in Perceptor's. ]

[...oh frag.]

Uh, yeah, like if you do something, well, against someone belonging to another First Forged.

[Something like kill them. Just a little bit. ]

Then I will have to thank Ambulon.

[You can't expect to bait him with a statement that loaded and not have him ask?]

[Perceptor's optics narrow.]

Vector protected you?

You could just. Like. Send him a card or something.

[Something that doesn't involve talking to him, because if Perceptor started talking to Ambulon and got the whole list, and heard about that whole Tarn thing.....it would be bad. ]

He, uh, he took over for the punishment Megatronus wanted to give me.

At least I lived, right?

[:DDD?]

[Perceptor quirks up a brow ridge as he notes that rather obvious ploy. He makes a note to speak with Ambulon sometime.]

[...and then suddenly realizes how... stalker-ish that seems. He frowns at himself as he considers Drift, considers himself, and that frown only deepens as he listens to Drift's explanation. He can't help himself; the sudden morbid curiosity and worry for what Drift went through here, reinforces his want to protect the white mech. Protection that Drift is perfectly capable of providing for himself.]

[He leans forward suddenly, and if Drift will allow it, he reaches over to cup his hand behind Drift's head, pulling him close until their forehelms touch.]

I'm sorry for not having your back, then. I'm sorry for always assuming that you need someone to have your back. You are a skilled and capable mech, Drift, and can take care of yourself... I...

I just worry.

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