When the chaos finally faded away into nothing, and the barrier Naomi had constructed along with it, Jolt allowed himself to relax, if only slightly, but he held Naomi's gaze for a moment longer. She was pretty, by human standards, he thought suddenly, and found himself wondering why. Pretty, and delicate, and yet somehow stronger than him. The Autobots always fancied themselves protectors, and there wasn't much on this planet that they would consider able to protect them. But this girl... she could, and she would, and that spoke more of her strength than anything.

His free hand came up, and very, very gently, he brushed the side of her face with a finger.