Arcee was still very shaken up from what had happened to Tailgate and Cliff. She knew that Drift would be her new partner. He matched her move for move in melee. The two were bound to be together, one way or another...
"So, Arcee, have you ever tried mediation? It seems to work for me, well relieving stress. "
"What is meditation, exactly? How do you do this activity?" She looked interested, but also very curious.
The mech approached the femme, from the side. "Well, this is what you do. Come and sit by me, for I want to cause no harm to you..."
The femme sat beside the mech and watched his movement. She mimicked what he was doing. She closed her optics and fell back through time, but she was watching from then side.
"I'm not sure if I can do this... My past haunts me... "
"You have to let those things go, Arcee. This is another reason I am here, to help you find yourself again. Optimus was very concerned, so he called in reinforcements... I promise to try my best."
"Why are you so eager to help me, I don't know much about you, and I have issues with trusting mechs and bots, alike.. But if Optimus insists, then I will obey orders. "
The mech and the femme were alone, at base. Drift was determined to make his partner like him... But he wasn't sure how...
"Please, just trust me, I can be your teacher and show you the way, just follow my lead."
Arcee didn't have a choice, she knew for the best interest of the team she had to follow Optimus' orders. She sighed slightly, "Alright. I'll listen.."
