In Tarn's defense, he had no idea that there was even such a thing as sex spores on this planet at all. The transformation binge was just...ill placed.
He wishes he could just keep moving but it isn't just First Aid that feels the overwhelming charge as their fields brush. Instead Tarn stops, staggering a bit to his left. He turns to throw a hateful glare over his shoulder. That all consuming heat is definitely not something he is used to feeling when faced with the tiny Autobot medic.
"Infected with what, exactly?"
His engines growl as heat pours from his vents. He doubts he will get any sort of helpful answer from a mech who hates him so intensely; but he feels compelled to ask just in case.
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He wishes he could just keep moving but it isn't just First Aid that feels the overwhelming charge as their fields brush. Instead Tarn stops, staggering a bit to his left. He turns to throw a hateful glare over his shoulder. That all consuming heat is definitely not something he is used to feeling when faced with the tiny Autobot medic.
"Infected with what, exactly?"
His engines growl as heat pours from his vents. He doubts he will get any sort of helpful answer from a mech who hates him so intensely; but he feels compelled to ask just in case.