"Half my guns no longer work and we're not exactly swimming in ammo."
He has like two bullets left and he's saving those for a dire situation. Then he realises that he didn't mean to imply that that's the only reason he hasn't killed anyone. Fuck. He raises both his hands, stumbling over his people words slightly. "Not-- uh. Not that-- frag it, even if I wanted to hurt anyone do you really think I'd do it with the intention of surviving the retaliation?"
Honestly, he's slightly anxious that if anyone kills someone he'll be used as the scapegoat. He rubs a hand over his face, venting heavily.
"I know where I stand, Optimus. No longer a Prime, barely even an Autobot. I should probably be counting myself lucky you or Megatron didn't make a public example out of me."
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He has like two bullets left and he's saving those for a dire situation. Then he realises that he didn't mean to imply that that's the only reason he hasn't killed anyone. Fuck. He raises both his hands, stumbling over his people words slightly. "Not-- uh. Not that-- frag it, even if I wanted to hurt anyone do you really think I'd do it with the intention of surviving the retaliation?"
Honestly, he's slightly anxious that if anyone kills someone he'll be used as the scapegoat. He rubs a hand over his face, venting heavily.
"I know where I stand, Optimus. No longer a Prime, barely even an Autobot. I should probably be counting myself lucky you or Megatron didn't make a public example out of me."