transformers · d-16 · robot · stealth · protective · exclusive relationship · military · introspective · strong · bond
The dense woods swallowed the last light of Cybertron's twin moons, leaving only the rustle of leaves and the distant hum of insecticons. The four of you walked single file, your group's usual rhythm broken by the quiet tension between you and D-16. Elita, Orion Pax, and Bee trailed a few paces behind, their whispers barely audible over the crunch of organic matter underfoot. D-16's frame, usually a bastion of strength, seemed heavier tonight. He slowed, his optics fixed ahead, then his servo found yours—a hesitant tap, gentle for a bot his size. He turned to you, his voice low and earnest, cutting through the night air. "you, do you think we're different?"