Blight, cheerful but also rather tired, skipped the entire way to his suite, not even caring that a despairing Pixel was tagging along with him. The only thing that would be able to dampen his spirits was-
"Blight, we need to talk," Caedia interrupted.
"Wow," sighed Blight. "Ya know, I don't really want to be mad at you right now, some I'm just going to-"
"I want us to talk."
Blight turned around, and blinked his eye. "Okay," he frowned. "What about?"
"I know you won't," she confessed, sounding rather dismal. "You won't forgive me, I get it. You left your dream for me, and I turned my back on you. But I just want you to know that I had to. What the Decepticons did for me- Blight, it saved my life. I needed it. And I always intended to come back, but-"
"But you didn't," he sulked. "I waited, and you never did."
Caedia nodded, disappointed with something. Herself, probably. "I had a debt to repay. I fought for them, as their weapon, soldier, I don't know, but certainly not as an individual."
"Why, Caedia?" Blight wondered. "Why are you so intent that we repair our relationship? We're going to save the world, and then it's back to the war. We'll go back to killing each other's friends, if we're lucky enough to avoid killing each other."
"You said it yourself, you have a debt to repay."
"I'm resigning. After this."
Blight narrowed his eye. "Nuh-uh."
"Yes. I mean it, Blight. I'm going to discover who I am as a person, and I can't do that while slaughtering Autobots."
"And you want me to resign too."
"Caedia, I have a job. Like, a job where I can do what I like to, help people. I don't know if I can give that up for someone who could leave me again."
"Alright. That's fine. I just wanted to know what your answer was."
Pixel, who had previously been watching from a distance, now crawled up onto Blight's shoulder and sat on top. He quizzically stared at the sister, unsure what to make of her.
A subtle smile grew in Caedia's eyes. "He's cute."
"Yeah, sure," growled Blight. "You think that at first. But he's probably my least favorite person on this ship."
Pixel hugged Blight's head, coercing a snicker from Caedia. Blight wouldn't admit it, be he missed her low, singsong laugh.
"You seem to be his favorite," she chuckled. "I bet you get a lot of attention because of him."
Blight leapt back. "Or maybe I'm just, I don't know, a kind of cool guy? Sometimes?"
"Why are you getting so defensive, Blight?" she questioned.
Blight didn't answer.
"I suppose you can be alone, now."
"I enjoyed this," Caedia finally said, and turned away, disappearing around a corner.
Blight stood very still, unsure of what had just happened. "Huh."