Wing goes from being relaxed and easy to a palpable deathly stillness without even really moving, his expression calcifying and his optics brightening very slightly.
Please don't," he says carefully, but his gaze is locked on Verity's face rather than the weapon in her hand. "And, its not that simple. I'm a member of the Circle of Light. We're a group who refused to take part in the fighting, who left to forge a new home in an attempt to preserve Cybertronian culture as it was obliterated by the war. No one in the Circle took up a brand or chose a side."
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Please don't," he says carefully, but his gaze is locked on Verity's face rather than the weapon in her hand. "And, its not that simple. I'm a member of the Circle of Light. We're a group who refused to take part in the fighting, who left to forge a new home in an attempt to preserve Cybertronian culture as it was obliterated by the war. No one in the Circle took up a brand or chose a side."