[Gentle touch was something utterly lost to Cybetronians, it seemed. Because Shockwave's fingers gently tracing the seams of that helm feels so new to the Prime. He'd never let anyone get this particularly close to him--Shockwave being the only exception.
And...a chuckle escapes him. Something else he didn't really show to people. Maybe he just had a selective sense of humor, or maybe it depended on his company.]
Only five.
[Those eyes glance up, meeting the other bot's a moment before pointing up again.]
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And...a chuckle escapes him. Something else he didn't really show to people. Maybe he just had a selective sense of humor, or maybe it depended on his company.]
Only five.
[Those eyes glance up, meeting the other bot's a moment before pointing up again.]
The North Star.
Humans often use it as a guiding point.