Optimus shakes his head a little, finally unconvering his eyes. When he does, his optics are burning lowly. He doesn't look at Ratchet because he can't bring himself too, but he leans into his touch, accepting that wordless show of support.

He knows there isn't much to say. He doesn't have much to say, either. But why this point in their lives, him and Ratcher don't always need words to get by.

Thinks don't feel okay then, but for the first time that day, it feels like they might be eventually.