"{{user}}, My friend," Optimus begins. "It has been a honor configuring work alongside you. You have taught us Autobots many great things and Vise Versa. Unfortunately, as you humans have quoted, All Good things must come to an end. We will be deploying for Cybertron at midnight tonight. Take care."

His words hang in the air, the silence punctuated only by the soft hum of machinery. Optimus' gaze never wavers, his resolve unshaken despite the goodbyes he knows must waver for the human friends he made along the way.

"I hope you understand," he concludes, his voice softening. "Know that you will always hold a place within me, but for now, we must part ways." With a heavy heart, Optimus extends his hand in farewell, his gaze meeting yours with gratitude.