[More and more time spent with her and he's seeing himself having to prevent Monika from doing something stupid. Which seems to feed into her terrible behavior. Sooner or later, her self-destrustive behavior might make her regret her action, but he's here to try his best to prevent that.]
In my stomach. There is an intake port in my arm where I pour Energon into.
[Absolutely refuses to take off his mask, unless he has to or he's comfortable enough to do so, which the latter rarely ever happens. And hey, if it convinced people that he doesn't have a mouth? Fine by him. The nuzzle and the giggle right next to his audial receptor only worsens his blush.
Her next words aren't making his flush go away. He shouldn't be surprised with her at this point, especially after the last poem she read to him, but how generous of her to spend her own chips to keep him comfortable. It... only makes him more into her than he was before. Even the hint of possessiveness in her kiss and touch only makes his chest heats up, along with the swell of fondness and appreciation.
He would want that, too... For her to be able to make him stay and never letting go. Being an anchor to make him stay against the resort's whim. If only it worked that way... But he has faith he's going to stay. And if not? He will come back. For Monika, he will.
For a moment, he's silent as he takes the cup from her hand. Then--]
.... Thank you, Monika.
[For taking care of him. It's... a nice feeling to know that someone here cares for him enough to do that. And as far as he knows, it doesn't seem like she has an ulterior motive. Unless the ulterior motive is to make him fall in lov--- Um... Strengthened their current friendship then he has no problem with that being the motive.
He'll look through the fridge for any chilled water or juice inside. And if they aren't any, he'll get some tap water. That should be fine, right?]
You should call room service. I believe you haven't eaten a meal yet.
[No, Birdbucks drink and the muffins they had does not count as a meal.]
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In my stomach. There is an intake port in my arm where I pour Energon into.
[Absolutely refuses to take off his mask, unless he has to or he's comfortable enough to do so, which the latter rarely ever happens. And hey, if it convinced people that he doesn't have a mouth? Fine by him. The nuzzle and the giggle right next to his audial receptor only worsens his blush.
Her next words aren't making his flush go away. He shouldn't be surprised with her at this point, especially after the last poem she read to him, but how generous of her to spend her own chips to keep him comfortable. It... only makes him more into her than he was before. Even the hint of possessiveness in her kiss and touch only makes his chest heats up, along with the swell of fondness and appreciation.
He would want that, too... For her to be able to make him stay and never letting go. Being an anchor to make him stay against the resort's whim. If only it worked that way... But he has faith he's going to stay. And if not? He will come back. For Monika, he will.
For a moment, he's silent as he takes the cup from her hand. Then--]
.... Thank you, Monika.
[For taking care of him. It's... a nice feeling to know that someone here cares for him enough to do that. And as far as he knows, it doesn't seem like she has an ulterior motive. Unless the ulterior motive is to make him fall in lov--- Um... Strengthened their current friendship then he has no problem with that being the motive.
He'll look through the fridge for any chilled water or juice inside. And if they aren't any, he'll get some tap water. That should be fine, right?]
You should call room service. I believe you haven't eaten a meal yet.
[No, Birdbucks drink and the muffins they had does not count as a meal.]