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The donk on his head makes him giggle as he sticks his serpent's tongue out while he lifts his grin from hiding. "I did nothing too horrible, I tried to relate to the Beastformers but it seems my words came about callus and forked. And it was as though I couldn't stop!" Snake laughs, and then goes quiet a moment.

"I was lucky Wheeljack was there, or the one named Sixshot would have... well, it didn't happen. And I've kept my distance. And saved more lives than made enemies. I do not think the wolf holds a grudge in any case."

For a brief moment, Elec would feel those fingers curl into his back as if seeking a hidden comfort. But he refused to show it on his face.

He feels that, and he can feel the tenseness of his EM field. The mission rattled him probably more then he lets on. He sighs softly.

"Snake... Come up here," he draws the other Robot Master up so he can properly embrace him, hold him tight, "We're all weird and inexperienced and twisted and strange."

He holds him like he can keep him safe from everything. He can't. But he can so his best.

"We're still learning how to be people," he thinks he's never felt so sincere, "We're going to stumble and make mistakes and sometimes it'll feel awkward or not right..." He laughs a little, "But I guess we have to just push buttons to figure out which buttons shouldn't be pressed."

As he lifts up to be held Snake does grip again into his back, setting his helmet's bottom jaw above his shoulder. Ever so careful, remembering the thrill and joy of that first moment with him, biting down. Nearly ruining it all if not thanks to Gemini's smoothing it over.

The fact that also was a moment of him learning. Adapting.

"Yes... Yess that makes much sense." Snake says slowly. Then slowly again, nervous but... "Did you know we have souls?" his voice is happy and wavers with more uncertainty.

"Did you know, for that brief mission I saw mine? She was beautiful, a hognose. Skittish, nervous, doubtful and cautious. So exposed to the world... But she was real." Snake clings all the more. "We have souls..."

This is nice. Elec sighs happily, relishing in the closeness. Every day brings new things, new excitements and adventures and new dangers as well. Would he have ever experienced things back home? Unlikely. Here he can delight in at least a very good illusion of true freedom.

And speaking of new?

"Souls?" he asks, light frown. That's not the sort of thing he'd been expecting to hear of Snake's mission. New things though, he keeps an open mind "What do you mean you saw yours?"

"The device we were given to take on the Chalian disguises pushed them out of hiding and put them into a physical animal form!" Snake stretches his coiling form around him. "She looked like a hognose and was very skittish. She didn't like being out of hiding, I can not explain more in a way that makes sense..."

Snake looks up at him. "She is she, and I am he. Some how we are the exact same, isn't that fascinating!"

Snake giggles in a hiss. He puts a hand up on Elec's chest as he turns a little more on his lap. "I bet yours would be just as wonderful. Handsome and sparking with life."

"I think I understand one of my siblings a little more now... I had assumed there was perhaps souls, but I had thought it may of only been him to be so..." lucky? Snake hums and shrugs still with that hand over elec's chest.

Sliding it up to his face and lays there. "I wonder if its an accident... A beautiful accident of life."

It's still a bit hard follow. The soul part he finds himself not terribly bent up over... it's more then it manifesting in the physical form of a hognose snake that he's having a little difficulty getting over. It's odd, but Snake is just so earnest...

"I don't think I've every thought of it as 'soul'. It feels so distinctly human I never thought to call it that," his optics slide shut and he leans his cheek against Snake's palm. His synthetic skin is faintly staticky to the touch, "I can sense our EM fields, well we all can to a certain degree, but I'm particularly well tuned to it. It doesn't stay the same. There's the obvious growing more intense as weapons charge up, or fainter when low on power... but it's more then that. There's fluctuations, sometimes with mood, sometimes just because. It's like a constantly changing pulse."

His eyes are closed but Snake's field is mellow when he concentrates, but there a healthy buzz of what he can only assume is the wonder of it all.

"Maybe it is an accident. There's nothing in our codes that dictate that. Microwaves don't feel like we do," he laughs a little and opens his eyes, "Don't think I mind an accident like that."

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so i thought i responded to this a million years ago...

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