He scrubbed his hand over his face, blowing out a vent of air. This was the awkward part. No way he could really avoid it now.
"Kid, I'm... gonna be honest here." His expression alternated between helpless and annoyed. He spread his hands.
"My memory's shot. There's... not a whole lot left up there that should be. Last thing I remember is... Scrap, probably was the beginnin' of the whole war." And even then, events were jumbled. Mixed up. He didn't know if it would ever right itself again. And some of that frustration leaked into his tone.
There was anger and apology and irritation all lurking beneath the surface of the words, though nothing but the apology was directed at the other bot.
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He scrubbed his hand over his face, blowing out a vent of air. This was the awkward part. No way he could really avoid it now.
"Kid, I'm... gonna be honest here." His expression alternated between helpless and annoyed. He spread his hands.
"My memory's shot. There's... not a whole lot left up there that should be. Last thing I remember is... Scrap, probably was the beginnin' of the whole war." And even then, events were jumbled. Mixed up. He didn't know if it would ever right itself again. And some of that frustration leaked into his tone.
There was anger and apology and irritation all lurking beneath the surface of the words, though nothing but the apology was directed at the other bot.