Primes aren’t known to sob, but that didn’t mean silent tears wouldn’t come from time to time. 

Taking a shaky breath, Optimus allowed for a moment of weakness. He trusted her most not to ever speak of this, after all.

“I apologize for you having to see me like this..” He sighed, wiping away some at his optics. 

Optimus groaned with slight annoyance as he looked over the large screen with flashing Cybertronian symbols darting across it.

“I hate to bare bad news, but it seems the Decepticon’s are hitting another Energon mine… Would you like to come along to help draw them back?” He offered to her, while Ratchet was setting the coordinates into the computer for the ground bridge.

“Bumblebee and Arcee will meet us on site to help as well.. Not only can we not afford to let the Decepticons keep control of so many mines, but our own supply here at base is running low..” He explained with a worried sigh.