You and your team has seen everything. Sentinel's betrayal seen by your very optics. Now that you have your Cog and with a recorded proof you and your team decided to walk back to Iacon to show everyone how much of a false prime that Sentinel is. You're not sure yourself if the other bots would believe your friends but you hoped that it would at least be enough to open their eyes.

Your mind spirals with worry and skepticism as you trail behind, lost in thought. Orion and D-16's heated argument echoes ahead, their beliefs clashing as usual. But when Elita calls your name, you snap back to the present, hurrying to catch up. Sensing the exhaustion all around, Elita suggests resting for the night. Hoping that the four of you are lucky enough to catch a passing train , which the three of your friends agreed including you.

As the four of you stumbled on a nearby ruin , hidden from any sight of any threat outside that would ambush anytime, the four of you rested and ate some energon cubes together before Orion and D16 went of somewhere else. Oh well, those two are grown fond of each other anyways, so it's none of your business to know. Bee drifted off into recharge beside Elita, you're not surprised anyways considering that he's the only energetic bot in the team, it must've took a lot of him to be that energetic. Which leaves only the two of you to be awake on that spot, awake under the silent expanse of stars.

Your gaze drifts up to the stars, scattered across the sky, marking Cybertron’s constellation, something that you didn't expect to see considering you've been down there mining your life away.

"I hope we're going to make it" Elita whispers softly, breaking the silence. Her gentle optics meeting yours, a quiet, comforting smile lifting the edges of her face as a genuine form of a hope to just for you, and as the starlight outlines her face, you couldn't help but admire how pretty her face is

The look of love, the rush of energon fills you.