[No. Everything is bad. Everything is terrible. He's waited years to feel and months to kiss this idiot and now here he is, having tasted heaven for one, blissful moment and now he has to wait again. Why not just set him on fire? It's not like he deserves this or anything.
He lays prone on the floor, despite Keats' tugging. Like this, he's just a ton of metal. He stares at the other man, distraught and defeated.]
I can't change forms. I don't have enough charge.
[The next sentence out of his mouth sounds more pained than when he finally confessed what he really was.]
no subject
He lays prone on the floor, despite Keats' tugging. Like this, he's just a ton of metal. He stares at the other man, distraught and defeated.]
I can't change forms. I don't have enough charge.
[The next sentence out of his mouth sounds more pained than when he finally confessed what he really was.]
It's going to take hours.