[Twitch doesn't know how to respond to this. She isn't sure what she's expected to say. Megatron is part of what little she has of her home on this ship. She wasn't scared of him. She had known him too long for just one fight to cause that and there is a bit of warm fuzzies knowing it was for her sister. In a way. She wasn't exactly clear on the situation. But she doesn't know if she wants protection like that and there's always the worry that things will get out of control.
Megatron doesn't scare her, but the situation did. She isn't sure she wants to admit it.
Sometimes, she hates being treated like a child, even if that's exactly what she is. The Maltos were always so good about finding that balance between maturity and gentleness. But then there are times where she wished she didn't understand things at all and she wished everyone would pretend things were okay.]
What are you going to do now?
[There is a beat before she speaks again.]
I'm not mad at you. It's okay you can't promise but...
[She sits down and pulls her knees up to her chest. Knowing what she's saying is true doesn't make it any easier.]
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Date: 2023-11-19 11:54 pm (UTC)[Twitch doesn't know how to respond to this. She isn't sure what she's expected to say. Megatron is part of what little she has of her home on this ship. She wasn't scared of him. She had known him too long for just one fight to cause that and there is a bit of warm fuzzies knowing it was for her sister. In a way. She wasn't exactly clear on the situation. But she doesn't know if she wants protection like that and there's always the worry that things will get out of control.
Megatron doesn't scare her, but the situation did. She isn't sure she wants to admit it.
Sometimes, she hates being treated like a child, even if that's exactly what she is. The Maltos were always so good about finding that balance between maturity and gentleness. But then there are times where she wished she didn't understand things at all and she wished everyone would pretend things were okay.]
What are you going to do now?
[There is a beat before she speaks again.]
I'm not mad at you. It's okay you can't promise but...
[She sits down and pulls her knees up to her chest. Knowing what she's saying is true doesn't make it any easier.]
I wish you wouldn't have to fight so... mean.