For the briefest of moments, Sixshot looks utterly and completely starstruck.

He realizes, after said moment, that he's just staring at Tarn and he reboots his vocalizer with a cough of static before turning his head away in embarrassment. Here is Sixshot, Warrior Elite, destroyer of worlds and once commander of a symbol ship, reduced to a love stricken teenager.

"Thank you," he manages, very, very quietly, hiding his face against Tarn's chest.