Arcee hadn't exactly been expecting a smile and a handshake, but she's not prepared for Orion's reaction all the same. She knows distress when she sees it, and she's at a loss for a moment, fumbling for something to say. Seeing Orion like this makes her feel like the bottom of her fuel tank's just dropped out. She can do the pep talks, she can rationalize and she can tell him what's in her spark, but seeing him upset like this...she has no idea what to say.

"Orion..." She inches closer, just enough to gently clink her front plating against his bumper. "Orion, it's -- it's okay."