[Optimus turns back to Ironhide to nod again, both to recognize his gratitude and to acknowledge his suggestion. It was good, sound advice.
Optimus reaches over to rest a hand on Ironhide's forearm, just for a moment, before withdrawing and peering over the side of the cubicle at the ground below. There's a moment of silence until a quiet, embarrassed clicking noise sounds and Optimus hums.]
Yes, you may online your audio sensors now. However, perhaps it would be more prudent of you to simply remove yourself from the area to eliminate the temptation to eavesdrop, Bumblebee.
[Optimus turns back to Ironhide.]
Bumblebee has requested the honor of guarding you. [The tone in Optimus's voice is clear; he's mostly humoring Bumblebee, and asking Ironhide's permission. He knew the veteran appreciated his time alone and would order Bumblebee to give him space if Ironhide so desired it.]
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Optimus reaches over to rest a hand on Ironhide's forearm, just for a moment, before withdrawing and peering over the side of the cubicle at the ground below. There's a moment of silence until a quiet, embarrassed clicking noise sounds and Optimus hums.]
Yes, you may online your audio sensors now. However, perhaps it would be more prudent of you to simply remove yourself from the area to eliminate the temptation to eavesdrop, Bumblebee.
[Optimus turns back to Ironhide.]
Bumblebee has requested the honor of guarding you. [The tone in Optimus's voice is clear; he's mostly humoring Bumblebee, and asking Ironhide's permission. He knew the veteran appreciated his time alone and would order Bumblebee to give him space if Ironhide so desired it.]