"I'll hold you to that," she laughs, tapping the glass again before retracting it, revealing a near-blinding bubble of cyan-white light. In the midst of the light, it would be easy to miss the tiny, tiny fragment of Allspark sustaining her, no bigger than a human's fist, but it's clear that it's nothing like an actual spark.

Letting it all hang out, she gestures for the crabbycon to show her his, eyes bright with the light reflecting from her chest.