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[companionable_jeweled]

They probably would not. You are right.

[Airazor admits this reluctantly, shuffles back and forth where she is perched, and averts her gaze. Her earlier shift in mood is as brief as it was sharp, and she has no idea how to feel now when the final battle against Unicron is described to her, except...]

[She should have been there. That she wasn't, is her largest and more stinging failure, outside of getting her half of the survivors of their planet killed. If she had been there, maybe things could have been different. Better]

...And you? Were you harmed in the battle? Or Cheetor or Rhinox? Were they safe, the last you saw them? [A beat of silence before she lets out a rueful laugh] And the rest of the autobots of course, but...

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[he knows this isn't that simple. hurt like this cannot be solved with something as easy as words.]

No. It was a difficult battle, but we only lost one Autobot. Mirage bravely sacrificed himself to protect Noah from Scourge. [he dips his head as he says it, because mirage deserves to be remembered for his sacrifice just as much as optimus would have been.] They were safe. As were Elena and Noah.

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[Airazor almost flinches at how her brief moment of selfishness was rewarded, even if there is also a burst of relief that everyone else survived]

Oh, Mirage... [She murmurs it, regretful and already grieving a life that should never have been extinguished] I will sing for him when I next see a nebula on the observation deck, with hope that his spark will know peace.