Okay, enough was enough. He'd... tried to put all this off. And give them both space for what had to have been weeks now. He'd lost count. Hoping in all that time, some of the awkward embarrassment would fade out. Or he'd just plain forget that he'd really enjoyed kissing the bot who had been his partner.

Clearly, avoidance wasn't working.

Time to... suck it up. Be a big bot. And go find Pax-Prime.

(Okay, so the name needed work, but, for now, it served a halfway decent purpose. At least one of them was correct, right?)

What the big bot does not expect is to find his old partner almost immediately after he sets out, leaving his rooms-slash-cave for the first time in a while. He almost bumps right into him, in fact. And ends up looking down at him, awkwardly remember the feel of holding onto him, the way his plating felt, the way--

Hoo boy. Maybe this was a bad idea.

"Hey. Um. We gotta... talk."