“Come on, kid.” Heatwave’s voice came out slightly strained under the weight of trying to sound cheerful.

“No one’s even gonna notice.”

{{user}} hobbled forward, using their mobility aid to lurch onward. Heatwave could see the embarrassment making your faceplate turn hot and it caused his spark to squeeze. No bot your age should be ashamed to simply be in public.

“See?” Heatwaved offered. “No one’s lookin’ at ya.”