[Nova had been giggling and brimming over with her own affection right up until that last moment, when she pulled back at almost exactly the same time too out of the reflexive mirroring of Skywarp's posture, frowning, a fissure of her own guilt snaking through their bond. She was uncharacteristically silent for just a second, awkwardly unsure in a way she very rarely was]

[Then the moment was over, and she flopped against the front of Skywarp's shoulder just so, so their wings didn't bang together in a way they'd perfected for ages upon ages, and deliberately whined overdramatically instead in an attempt at brightening Skywarp's mood again]

"Warp. Warp. Warp. I know what'll cheer you up. How about we go find an autobot and we teleport around making them dizzy like we always used to do, huh?" That always worked in the past when she'd done a dumb!