She shook her head in denial of his words, moved neither forward nor backwards, standing rigid and still fighting with every last ounce of energy she had to keep things at bay. This wasn't a normal battle, against enemies she could actually see and fight and conquer. This was a battle against her emotions, the nightmares that haunted her, the life that had been lost that still hung heavily over her.
"You didn't..." It wasn't as though Naomi hadn't felt alone before. She had been considered dangerous until B.A.B.E.L. had taken her in. She had endured Tanizaki's sexual harassment, never once speaking out against it until she'd-- for lack of a better word-- forced to confront her feelings. This was nearly the same. She'd grown since then, become more confident, but there were times when all other options had to be shut off, leaving her with no further choice. A necessary risk had to be taken.
The energy escaped from her briefly, battering the trees, occasionally striking at the car without Naomi to consciously restrain it. The girl lifted a hand to call it back, fighting back tears and knowing it was a losing battle. Despite her attempts to keep him away, the Autobot had said what she'd needed to hear, and she could no longer pretend to be anything but herself in front of him.
"Jolt..." Either she was too distraught to remember the usual honorific, or she just didn't care at the moment-- probably because she was already crying. "Please..."
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"You didn't..." It wasn't as though Naomi hadn't felt alone before. She had been considered dangerous until B.A.B.E.L. had taken her in. She had endured Tanizaki's sexual harassment, never once speaking out against it until she'd-- for lack of a better word-- forced to confront her feelings. This was nearly the same. She'd grown since then, become more confident, but there were times when all other options had to be shut off, leaving her with no further choice. A necessary risk had to be taken.
The energy escaped from her briefly, battering the trees, occasionally striking at the car without Naomi to consciously restrain it. The girl lifted a hand to call it back, fighting back tears and knowing it was a losing battle. Despite her attempts to keep him away, the Autobot had said what she'd needed to hear, and she could no longer pretend to be anything but herself in front of him.
"Jolt..." Either she was too distraught to remember the usual honorific, or she just didn't care at the moment-- probably because she was already crying. "Please..."
Help me.