[The emotions are always there, under the surface. Drift hides more pain than most would guess under that upbeat attitude. It's why he couldn't answer when Rewind had asked him if he was happy. Bold-faced lies are not really a thing he does.
So it's not shocking that Megatron's hit a nerve, one he didn't know was there. Both Drift and Wing had soothed those old wounds--ones inflicted on them both by fate and by each other--by saying they had a second chance now, things between them could finally be the way they should have been before. The life together they never had a chance to have, and whatever it had the potential to become.
Realizing that could all be swept away if they succeed here is like condemning Wing to death all over again.]
I won't. I won't accept it. He can come back with us. I don't see why not.
[Is it a stubborn, childish petulance that says that or a tenacious spirit forged from desperate hope? Both really, and the expression on Drift's face when he looks up at Megatron shows it.]
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So it's not shocking that Megatron's hit a nerve, one he didn't know was there. Both Drift and Wing had soothed those old wounds--ones inflicted on them both by fate and by each other--by saying they had a second chance now, things between them could finally be the way they should have been before. The life together they never had a chance to have, and whatever it had the potential to become.
Realizing that could all be swept away if they succeed here is like condemning Wing to death all over again.]
I won't. I won't accept it. He can come back with us. I don't see why not.
[Is it a stubborn, childish petulance that says that or a tenacious spirit forged from desperate hope? Both really, and the expression on Drift's face when he looks up at Megatron shows it.]