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Text transcription: "They are available," Optimus Prime said slowly, trying to gauge what kind of angle Soundwave was working on. For maybe the first time in his entire functioning, the answer was none. "But Hook asked for Thundercracker specifically, and we saw no reason not to heed his request." A pause, a long beat as he observed Soundwave. "Does that shock you?" Shock him? Soundwave wanted to laugh. It wouldn't be a happy sound, or even pleasant, but it might help him alleviate some of the strain in his components. No, Soundwave was not shocked that Hook had asked for Thundercracker; he was a familiar face in enemy territory, and someone that the Constructicons had liked while they were on the same side. Thundercracker was the type of mech one wanted on their side, if not for practical reasons (having an Autobot vouch for them could prove helpful in the long-run), then for emotional ones. He was familiar and kind. In a place offering only glares, a smile. In an unknown path, the echo of a memory. In the midst of icy, icy isolationā€” His servos were shaking so hard they were nearly rattling. Soundwave closed them into tight fists and ignored how that spark of warmth brought forth caresses over light blue plating and digits intertwined. Soundwave, in another life, would have asked for Thundercracker as well. He had not known that was an optionā€”and, for him, perhaps it was not.