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[blacksmithed]

"This is Anode, I'm busy not dying. Leave a message."

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[legalcy]

[Minimus wishes dying of extreme humiliation was plausible. It would be better than facing Anode's assessment and either denying it (which she will quickly realize is untrue and hound him for it) or affirming it (terrible now he has to live with this knowledge). Soundwave might be overhearing. Everyone will know how much Minimus wants Megatron to whisk him off his feet and act out a trashy romance novel.

So he leans forward to stare at the table and hum nervously.]

[blacksmithed]

[ Anode watches this with a sense of wry amusement. God, she has this guy dead to rights, doesn't she? ]

You can just nod or shake your head if you want.

[legalcy]

[Minimus prays to whatever god is nearby that Soundwave doesn’t alway record videos and gives Anode the slightest of nods. He then promptly passes out- no, he is just slumping backward and dissociating from this horrible, blatantly personal admission.]

[blacksmithed]

[ It's kind of adorable, watching this. Not the mech she expected it from, but maybe she should have. There's a faint laugh behind her hand before she can still the urge. ]

Just tell him that, Minimus.