It took only a few seconds before Hardhead's comm device chirped a happy tune. He wasted no time in responding.

“Hello?” Hardhead wasn't sure why he bothered using a questioning tone when he knew exactly who was on the other end.

“Sweetspark! I've missed you so much! It's so good to hear your voice again! It's nice to have Rodimus and Kup here with me but I still get lonely without you! I'm glad you had time to talk! I miss you! I miss you! I miss you!” Blurr said in his usual speedy tempo.

Hardhead smiled to himself. In his tired state, it was hard for him to make out exactly what Blurr had said, but he was sure he got the jist of it.

“I miss you too,” Hardhead’s words came out more slurred than he meant.

“Aww, babe. Are you tired? Did I wake you? I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to wake you! I’ve just missed you so much! Are you alright? Should I hang up? I could call later.”

“No! I’m fine! I might, um, doze off though.” Hardhead chuckled. “But, I like hearing your voice.”

“Yeah, I might fall asleep too. I’m sort of hoping I do because I should really recharge but I’m not tired and hearing you always helps me feel so safe and relaxed. I wish you were here. Actually, I wish I was there. Or I wish we were on our new home.” Blurr paused and took a deep vent in. “I wish we were together.”

Hardhead leaned his helm against his comm device, his body unconsciously seeking Blurr’s warm frame to press against his own. “We will be soon, right?”

There was no response from Blurr.

“Blurr?”

“Yeah! Yeah! I’m here! Sorry! Uh, yeah! I’m sure Rodimus will find a planet for us soon! We won’t have to keep living in the ships! We can have a new Cybertron! It’ll be soon! Soon! Soon! Soon!” Blurr didn’t sound overly convinced by his own words.

Hardhead hummed into the comm. “As long as we can be together again, the ships aren’t so bad.”

“Right.” Blurr vented deeply again. “Maybe I can tell Rodimus to turn back for a bit. Just so I can see you. It could be a quick visit! I’m good at doing things quick!”

“You are,” Hardhead gave a weary chuckle.

There was more silence, only the faint sound of slow even venting coming from the other end of the comm.

“Blurr?” Hardhead whispered. “Are you recharging?”

No response.