"Sounds good to me," Drift says, and there's a trace of relief in his voice. He'd come to talk to Rodimus with a heaviness in his spark, and he'd been hurt but not angry -- but it was hard to stay that way, after talking to Rodimus. It still hurt, that Rodimus had kept that from him, but all Drift really wanted to know was that it had been done with good intentions, if he was going to do it at all. And Drift knows now that Rodimus understands how it'd made him feel, and he doesn't think Rodimus would do that to him again.

He turns a half-step away, one hand on the hilt of his sword, but he pauses to smile and wave. "I'll see you at the new place, then. I can't wait to check it out."