Nova shuddered out an unsteady vent and nodded into Skywarp's middle, half choking on the smallest keening, hiccuping noises caught in her throat. She'd have protested, denied that Warp had done anything wrong at all, but she was far too overwhelmed with relief and pain that were tangled together into a mass in their split spark.
It would feel better. It would be better. Her sister was here, her me was here, and it would be better.
Warp knew she was trying. She was sorry. She was here.
Her me was here.
"N-not by choice," she rasped back, loosening her tight grip.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2025-11-14 07:21 am (UTC)It would feel better. It would be better. Her sister was here, her me was here, and it would be better.
Warp knew she was trying. She was sorry. She was here.
Her me was here.
"N-not by choice," she rasped back, loosening her tight grip.