[His words are desperate now, his spark heavy with pain and an immediate flash of regret. Primus, he doesn't want to do this. He had been so ready before this conversation actually started, but he isn't ready now.
He's pleading.]
I am siding with myself. With Cybertron. With what is left of our home and our people. It cannot be too late to change. It...it cannot.
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[His words are desperate now, his spark heavy with pain and an immediate flash of regret. Primus, he doesn't want to do this. He had been so ready before this conversation actually started, but he isn't ready now.
He's pleading.]
I am siding with myself. With Cybertron. With what is left of our home and our people. It cannot be too late to change. It...it cannot.