[Wheeljack flinches again, doorwings hiking up defensively then quickly lowering back down to try to pacify someone who wasn't even there to see it. He instantly starts to agree that it had to be done, then hesitates and deletes it to instead write something else]

If I am distanced, it is because you did those things. I just did not want to see it, until I was made to see. You saved me, but at some point you decided to stop saving anyone else. Including you.

...Couldn't you just come back, and try again to be who I thought you were? I don't know if-

[He hunches further, an almost agonizing grief and hurt making his optics burn]

Rodimus still believes in you. He deserves to have you back.