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[There's that pathetic, sad sound again. Yeah, Wing was of course, way too forgiving. He always had been. To have tolerated his ungrateful Decepticon self for that long... and have paid the ultimate price and still accept it with such grace. Okay Drift, pull yourself together. You're in a titanium-plated glass case of emotion, here.]

Nnngggffffffhh-

[Okay maybe just a little more hugging and being a pathetic puddle. Right then. Okay. He lifts his head and tackles the next question, trying not to sound really super lame.]

Where are we?