Drift stops short when he feels Rodimus stiffen – frowning as he turns around towards the other bot. This wasn’t exactly how he’d envisioned things going.

“I know, I know – sorry.” He vents a small sigh and stands there awkwardly for a moment – refusing to let go of his friend’s arm. “But it’s not like….the whole Decepticon thing isn’t a sore spot for me either, you know.”