On being reserved

[robotfightclub]

Let me get this straight. You drop me from one game that happens to have a good chunk of the team there, just to throw me at another that...doesn't.

No, great, thanks. Appreciate it.

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[robotfightclub]

[She flinches a little at his touch, but otherwise lets it happen. It feels like they do this way too often.]

You know I can't.

[thelastprime]

[He tilts her chin up, into his eyes. Don't try to hide that face from Dad. Does he have to smile for you?]

You will come here occasionally to tell me of your endeavors, then.

[robotfightclub]

[She gives a pretty surprised look at first, eyes big and wide. It is always without fail that Optimus finds a way to encourage her even when she deems herself unencouragable. Always.

When she's done looking at him like a deer caught in headlights, she gives her usual smirk.]

Is that an order?

[thelastprime]

[That's what he likes to see. Arcee at her most confident.]

Merely a suggestion.

[robotfightclub]

It's a good suggestion, I like it.

[Thanks dad]