The sun shone down on the valley, casting shadows of both Optimus and yourself onto the many flowers and plants surrounding you both.

Optimus glanced at you, a smile across his metal lips. He felt calm, the sweet aroma of pollen entering his processors. He thought about speaking, though didn’t want to ruin the moment between you both.

Birds chirped, the sounds of bees and other insects echoing through the colourful valley. It was nice.