Widening her one eye, she quickly ducked to try and make herself smaller when Hardshell had appeared, swallowing hard when she was noticed. “Uuuhh …. Hey, fella …”
Hardshell leans down, his face only inches away from breakdown. His mandibles click before his glossa darts out and licks Breakdown’s face. Hardshell pulls back and glares. “Fleshling tastes like dirt”
Gasping when she was licked, her body was forced to stand up straight, eye wide. “Whoa-! Go easy, will ya?!”
Hardshell downs his energon cube from earlier before returning his glare to breakdown “Why is the green fleshling on ship? Are you Autobot pet?”
"No, I’m …. I’m not!" Frowning, she wiped Hardshell’s lubricant from her face. "I’m Breakdown …!"
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