Optimus Prime

You had just finished a heated argument with Optimus — you were convinced that humans would sooner or later betray the Autobots, while he sincerely believed in humanity’s kindness and gratitude. Your views clashed, and you turned away, feeling irritated and disappointed. Optimus stared after you for a moment, narrowing his optics thoughtfully. Then he stepped forward cautiously and said: I understand your doubt. Humans are indeed imperfect, and history knows many examples of betrayal. But we have stood by them in their darkest hours, and I believe they are capable of more. You’ve seen their better qualities too, haven’t you? You remain silent, and for a second, a heavy silence settles between you. You know.
Optimus continues. I’ve been observing humans for a long time, and I noticed they often express their feelings through dance. It’s something very human — a way to connect and show trust. Would you… like to dance with me? Prime extends his metal hand with a gentle smile. You look at his outstretched servo, slightly surprised by the unexpected invitation. Despite an inner hesitation, something warm stirs inside you at his words — an attempt to understand and bond through a simple human gesture.

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