no .

kill him for speaking to you like thaaat —

[ whisperrr ]

features .
thinking about the things he enjoys .

the small things .
things that others may deem insignificant .
but he enjoyed them nonetheless .

starpassion was never meant for a world of war , yet that’s the world in which he found himself .
a war in which he can’t seem to escape . ]

sat up straight but …
.. it hurt no matter what really , hunched over .
whatever way his frame rested .
hurt .

but at this rate it’s almost become oddly numbing .

once perfect and pink .
happy beyond belief …

his helm tilted , frame relaxing a tad .
the most subtle and soft smile on his scarred

now .

instead he turned away , walking elsewhere . star wanted . . . a familiar presence of some kind .

just to feel a little better about everything ….
about anything …..

would red alert mind a visitor ? ]

safe ?
he was on it when snatched .

shaking his helm a tad , eh . still not worse than any other place .
pausing just out side of the medbay , he can’t …
bring himself to step inside , that mech reminded him far too much about his leader .

his paranoia for medical staff …
very heightened right

and yes the collar mention ooc was very much a joke , sorry