《 Are you scared of me, Trailcutter? You must be- but please, please calm your spark. We'll play again soon. When that time does come, I'll make sure you'll never want to stop playing with me. 》
That voice still has such a peculiar effect on him.
It is scaring him, making him feel cold and causes painful memories of pleads and begging rising in his processor, clouding everything in haze.
On the other side, the voice makes him angry, so damn angry that it makes his arms and servos tingle in stored charge, the generators for his forcefields trying to activate on its own.
Which would be dumb idea. A very dumb one.
He does not want to admit it, but he is scared. And after what happened with his Captain and... yeah.. he really didn’t want to see that mech again.
::I am not scared!:: His voice over the com-line does not shake, it is barely firm but he manages to not break.
:: Even if you know my name, even if you have my com-line, and where the Pit did you even get it?, I will never enjoy playing with you!:: he growls.
He is so so scared. Thankfully Kaon can not look through the com-line and see his shaking legs.
