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You mean you want your reality to be the one that exists. [ He reaches his hand down and snatches Deckard's face squeezing gently but firm. Thumbing his helmet and the Unicronic Rot festers in his eyes. ]

Everything you believe of me is true. I could of stole them, I don't even know their names and I could of stolen them. And ate them.

I might of tore off their arms and made them dance like aimless puppets.

Or wait. What else could I have done... I wonder. Could I maybe of opened their chests to experiment on what's in side?

There's no evil I won't bend to right? Isn't that the common belief?

[For the first time, alarm flashes through Deckerd and he makes a choked off note of surprise. He reflexively starts to struggle for just a moment before he makes himself go still and look at Antlers with dignity. Whatever happened, at least that much was true]

I told you before that every day you make a decision as to who you want to be.

[Deckerd struggles to vent in and out from this angle, and his HUD flashed the first warnings as he grasps onto Megatron's hand with both of his own]

I have chosen to be less than they believe or want me to be, in order to find them. What about you? You have someone who cares about you. Who believes you can be better. How much lesser are you making yourself, now?

[ That calm smug melts into uncertainty, his hand loosens then tightens as his face turns to scowl. Pulling Deckerd closer and then tossing him aside. ]

You are pathetic, stooping to my level and still pretend this is about your companions.

No this is about your ego, boyscout.

[Deckerd tumbles away like a discarded toy, fetching up hard against the far wall with a bang. Even as he bites back a pained noise, Deckerd finally allows himself to smile for the first time since coming aboard the ship, humorless as it is. This may not have gone precisely the way he'd expected so far, but close enough]

Maybe it is. Maybe it always was.

[Deckerd braces himself on one arm and turns that smile up at Antlers]

I came here in the first place because words can lie and deceive and twist the truth. Written or spoken. I needed to see your face when I spoke to you. Because that right there? [A short laugh, as Deckerd pushes himself back to his feet] I believe you. You didn't do it.

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Shut up, Shut Up. I don't want to hear how you know better or how my face gave it away. I don't want to hear about you finding something to trust in me.

[ He steps back stumbled and turns away back to his control panel. ]

You are a fool to be here, I could steal you now. There's no where for you to hide or go. No one to hear you scream...

Don't pretend now you didn't accuse me of actions moments ago I didn't care to commit.

I will not, then.

[Deckerd isn't looking at Antlers, either as the laughter he hasn't really felt to begin with is starting to die in his throat. He now knows the truth as far as this theory goes, but he is still right back at square one all over again]

...I know. And I am sorry. I came here with an idea of what to do, but it got lost. Whatever else you are or think you are, I think-

[A sigh]

At least that much is true.

[for whatever reason astrotrain changes his mind, a purple portal appears behind deckerd and he sticks his head and arm through it.]

Hey. I found you really easily by the way.

[he says to megatron, then grabs deckerd and pulls him back.

on the other side, he drops the brave in a heap and seems ojce again disinterested in communication.]

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