[Helex is silent for a long few seconds. Not to think it over; just to glower at no particular point over Tarn's shoulder and trying to shunt some of his anger into his heating coils. It's no less threatening than throwing punches, but if he can't throw punches, it has to go somewhere.
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[Helex is silent for a long few seconds. Not to think it over; just to glower at no particular point over Tarn's shoulder and trying to shunt some of his anger into his heating coils. It's no less threatening than throwing punches, but if he can't throw punches, it has to go somewhere.
Then he spits out a mouthful of his own energon.]
He told me the war is over.
[He looks very pointedly at Tarn.]
You ordered different.