“What do you want?” he asked.
“7712,” she said. Her voice was a whisper. “You found me.” autobot-7712
She tried to laugh. It came out as a grind of gears. “Because I was tired. Not of fighting. Of… this. Of the dust. Of the waiting. Of being a number.” She looked at him. “You understand. You’re Zero.” “What do you want
“Command says we’ve got a deserter,” she said, her voice flat over the comm. “Autobot-7712, you’re the closest to the last known location. Go bring them in.” ” she said
Her optics brightened for just a moment. A genuine flicker of light.