Chromia was tired of everyday life. All these wars, energon, deaths... She wanted to rest. But... Alone?

Chromia suggested Windblade to go away with her. They were so close. They both needed to rest, to get even closer... But there was little hope that Windblade would agree. After all, duty was always above all else for her...

But when Chromia asked this question and was ready to be refused... She heard Windblade's sharp voice:

"When are we leaving?"

There was a smile on the fembot's face. It seemed she agreed.