Autobot-7712 -

Her optics brightened for just a moment. A genuine flicker of light.

He thought about the cargo clamps. About her laugh. About the way she had recalibrated the pressure seals with such care, even though no one was watching. autobot-7712

“No,” 7712 said. “The storm erased the trail. She’s gone.” Her optics brightened for just a moment