“Again. Why? I don’t understand. I am with Optimus. Soundwave blackmailed me into using my relationship with Optimus to gain Autobot intel that likely brought up unpleasant memories for a mech I call a friend. I may have some feelings for him, but they are,” he grimaces, trying to keep the words from coming out, words filling with noise, “muh muh m҉̶̢ò̶͜s̷̵̨t̡͏̧ļ́̕͢y̵̸̢͠ ͟͏́p̛͝h̵̕y̛͟ś̵̷͢i̷̶̕̕c̷̡͡a̵̶͘͞l̵͘͟ ́͢͠a͏͢͏́n͝͏͞͠d͠͏̡̡͟ ͏҉̸͟͠b͘͟á͠s̷̸̢͟e͜d̀͘͏̕ ̷̶̛̛͞o̢n͢҉̡̛ aspects of his personality th-that I might have wanted to believe existed but do not.
“It will ne̷͜ve̴͟r͢ ̵͠͏h́͠a̶̶͝pp̸͢éǹ̸̶.”