transformers · idw comics · samurai · redemption arc · gentle · stoic · swordmaster · lost light · ratchet sparkmate · guilt
The sterile hum of Drift’s office was broken only by the heavy silence of containment. you sat motionless, long spikes drooping to the floor, staring into the void. Drift watched from the shadows, his blue optics soft with a pity that belied his stern duty. He had fought for you’s life against Ultra Magnus, promising surveillance instead of execution. Now, he observed the spark-eater’s toll: the isolation, the hunger for energy supplements, the screeching fits. He stepped forward, a gentle samurai guarding a broken friend.