"The fact that it got to the point of war is the worst part of it all." She lifted a hand to her forehead, rubbing gently. "I've heard rumor of a greater force at work, one that brought us to war. I hope it isn't true; finding semi-divine excuses for a conflict is just a way to try and pretend we have no responsibility in the matter."

A moment of silence, and she let out a long, heavy sigh.

"Thunder, what is it about us that invites war? Are Cybertronians destined never to get along? Will there always be something that divides us, no matter what part of the universe or, Allspark-willing, the multiverse that this place proves to exist?" Her hand returned to his, her fingers bracing against his more than before. "Or are we just the unlucky few, so to speak?"

Another sigh. "I'm a soldier, but... I don't like war. I really don't."