I watched him today. He looked so blissfully engaged by his subject matter that I could not help myself. I should have been performing the maintenance on the solar collectors like I had told Perceptor I would be.
Yet I feel no guilt over my choice. The collectors are hearty, and it is rare that his off-duty overlaps my time on planet. To be able to see someone who can appreciate the complexity of the organic life all around us is a bliss. If things were different, I would so gladly court his attentions for purposes of making a new team for exploring.
However that is not actually something I can push for with the situation as it is. Not when they all look at me and see him shadowing everything I am. I fear learning all that he has done, but there must be a reason the older ones cannot fathom me as anything but a waiting explosion in their midst.
No, I will admire him from afar, and in time this war will bring oblivion to him, to me, perhaps all of us. Perhaps in the mixing of sparks I will be forgiven for having once been Starscream's.