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Hey, hi, this is Nova Storm! You found me but you also really super didn't, haha! Do the thing so I can do the other thing back, okay?

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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.

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And through all that, Nova Storm does not have to deal with how Skywarp is feeling looping back on her spark, as there is almost no feeling at all. As it should be, she thinks, after having experienced feeling Nova Storm dying with nothing holding any of the the feelings back. Nova Storm should never have to experience that with her. It's Skywarp's job to protect her from that sort of thing, and she's tired of failing it.

Not like what happened to you, she almost says when she's thinking of it, but doesn't. "I can only control so much."

She was busy when she was away though, she wasn't just running. She's finally managed to fully crack into the programming of all the arachnamechs she has, and she can use them, Nova can use them, to protect each other. If she goes, at least they will remain.