[He tightens her hold when the dam breaks, comforting her as best he can until she pulls back. His own cheek is streak with tears, but Monika looks worse off than him. Seeing the look on her face, it makes his spark ache and the want to show care and compassion to her grows stronger, but his eyes are wide when she makes her plea. The same plea he did back then. The desire to not be alone.
He doesn't like to see someone alone. Now that it's someone he cares? It hurts him badly to see Monika like this. They both are lonely, both want a companion on their side, but.... Monika has it worse, he can tell. Living a life trapped in a video game all on her own? He can't imagine how horrifically lonely it must've been for her...
He feels so ashamed of himself to have her see him like this but the want and need to care for his friends overpowers any conception of how he should be perceived right now. Screw having to act dignify at this moment. Neither of them care about any of that or what faces they're making. And.... It wouldn't do good to hide his emotions from her.
Crimson eyes glow brighter from the sheer intensity of his emotions, compounded with Monika's own, but he doesn't take his eyes off hers. Soon, Soundwave does the same; he cups her wet cheeks and his thumbs makes the effort to wipe off any tears leaking out of her eyes.]
I won't, Monika.
[Then, he leans in to press his forehead against hers, and in a softer voice:]
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He doesn't like to see someone alone. Now that it's someone he cares? It hurts him badly to see Monika like this. They both are lonely, both want a companion on their side, but.... Monika has it worse, he can tell. Living a life trapped in a video game all on her own? He can't imagine how horrifically lonely it must've been for her...
He feels so ashamed of himself to have her see him like this but the want and need to care for his friends overpowers any conception of how he should be perceived right now. Screw having to act dignify at this moment. Neither of them care about any of that or what faces they're making. And.... It wouldn't do good to hide his emotions from her.
Crimson eyes glow brighter from the sheer intensity of his emotions, compounded with Monika's own, but he doesn't take his eyes off hers. Soon, Soundwave does the same; he cups her wet cheeks and his thumbs makes the effort to wipe off any tears leaking out of her eyes.]
I won't, Monika.
[Then, he leans in to press his forehead against hers, and in a softer voice:]
I won't.