[Her brain goes, approximately, skjdakjfhdlkdas. She knew she wasn't that much like her creator-- that she was drips and drabs of him, not massive aggressive swathes of overpowering personality traits-- and that's something she tells others, too. But to hear it independently, from Optimus--
It means so much. It means so very much, all of a sudden, and she draws a breath and then presses her hand over her eyes and then cuts the video feed.
Getting slammed with a wall of feelings is a new and exciting experience!
After a few moments, she replies in text instead: she doesn't know what her face looks like, and she doesn't want to show it to anyone else right now.]
Optimus, you flatterer! You can't just say such nice things to Decepticons sincerely, they won't know how to handle it.
[Nevermind that she's not a Decepticon. She clearly cannot handle it.]
vid > text
It means so much. It means so very much, all of a sudden, and she draws a breath and then presses her hand over her eyes and then cuts the video feed.
Getting slammed with a wall of feelings is a new and exciting experience!
After a few moments, she replies in text instead: she doesn't know what her face looks like, and she doesn't want to show it to anyone else right now.]
Optimus, you flatterer! You can't just say such nice things to Decepticons sincerely, they won't know how to handle it.
[Nevermind that she's not a Decepticon. She clearly cannot handle it.]