[A second or two, and then she walks over to the corner where Starscream's huddling, kneeling down beside him, resting a hand once again on his shoulder. Starscream sounding like that... is just wrong.]

I know. The lack of insight into this situation... And the circumstances and the unknown length of it... I'm not sure I like this either.

[Besides this being the wrong species, and no scientific interest can really make up for the fact that this body is... lacking in so many ways.]

... but you're not going to let this bring you down as so many other things haven't. If this lasts a deca-cycle or more, then I will worry.

[And no, that wasn't a question. Come on, Starscream. Please? She can't really keep everything neat and controlled without a bit of help here.

And maybe it's the expression, or the tone of his voice, or the newness of the situation, but after a slight hesitation - this will not solve anything, after all - Jetfire slides her arms about him and pulls the temporarily-human Seeker into a hug.

This feels strange. Wrong. But the closeness is a somewhat familiar thing, and the heat trapping between them is nice.]