Nexus. A nice quiet street. Meeting a new peep?

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It is quiet. There is no sign here, only a few shops, some apartment buildings, and a park with a statue of what looks like TFA Prowl with a pigeon on his head. One or two of the varied population of the Nexus moves from shop to shop, but the street is mostly deserted.

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She leans against him. "No... no, this is the Nexus. It's a place between realities...."

Those big blue optics search his face, and then she hugs him and tries not to cry. "I'm glad you're okay, someplace."

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"Ah. The Nexus?" Well, that didn't make much sense, but, he'd always suspected there were different realities. At least, he could believe what this Bee said, to a certain degree. Frowning to himself, Jazz almost missed the look on Bee's face that always meant some crying was about to start, femme or mech or sparkling. The sudden hug did catch the Solstice off-guard, before he returned it with ease. She was still bigger than him, though; even bigger than the Bumblebee he was used to. "'Ey, 'ey. S'ok. No cryin' on me, 'kay Bee?" Patting the mech's — ah, femme's shoulder like an older spark-sibling would. "'Nd, well, 'okay' is all relative, I guess. I've got plenty o'my own problems too..."

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"Yeah," she says softly, still holding onto him and taking comfort from the friendly pat pat. "But you're alive."