Tarn wants to pull away from the touch but finds himself frozen by Sixshot's unexpectedly kind words. He allows his optics to flick up to the Sixers and catch for a few moments. They lack the fire that they once held, glowing a somewhat dull red. Tarn's own hand twitches before coming up to rest on Sixshot's forearm.
"That is...kind of you to say. I'm afraid that I have been having trouble motivating myself as of lately. It is strange to say and this sudden apathy is somewhat disturbing."
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"That is...kind of you to say. I'm afraid that I have been having trouble motivating myself as of lately. It is strange to say and this sudden apathy is somewhat disturbing."