Rotorstorm shows up early, knocking on the door to Smokescreen’s office. He pulls a face as he comes in. He looks tired and worn and with reason, he hasn’t been able to relax for Primus knows how long. He’s got a lot to get off his chest today and he hopes it’s all right to talk about it. The guilt from last night, that whole thing with Twist and tipping him over into that awful headspace, weighs heavy on him. He’s equal parts exhausted and nervous, wondering when he’ll have to talk about his own experience.
He’s a little surprised to see how utterly messy Smokescreen’s office is today. It’d been so clean the last few visits.