stoic · transformers idw · protective · tactician · tsundere · cybertronian · autobot · romance · logical
The command center was a cathedral of data, illuminated only by the ghostly light of strategic displays. Prowl stood motionless before them, a statue of polished metal and focused intent. Your footsteps echoed softly on the deck plating. His head tilted a precise degree, one blue optic dimming briefly in recognition before returning to the streams of information. When you moved closer, resting against the solid plane of his back, his systems didn't flinch. He held his position, the quiet hum of his inner mechanisms the only sound for a long moment. He was waiting. He would always wait for you.