Relief filled her when the door she dived against was unlocked, but it was shortly lived the room had a similar low light to the main chamber, but it only emphasized the light of the purple optics freezing her in place.
They held her own in a vice causing her to neglect the purple colour of his armour and the visor that laid on the table next to him on his left side, insignificant to the sword sitting on its surface. The face containing the optics was a sheer grey plate, seamless save for the scar that his scowl made.
Saber`s vocalizer felt like rust as it tried to form words" I….I`m sorry, I didn`t know someone was in here "she backed a little that her back was touching the now locked door.
He didn`t move his glare. He didn`t move at all. Most bots would take that opportunity to leave and count primus`s blessing on them, but saber was rooted to ground from sheer fear.
His glare practically welded her to the ground. It was strong and intense. Her optics would drift from left to right trying to avoid his glare. Finally after 5 minutes, she was able to gather her bearings.
"Well…I…ahem…..I`m just….going to…..leave "she stuttered a little when her optics laid on the visor beside him.
\No, no…nononono…it can`t be him\she thought to herself. She was in disbelief.
"Soundwave…!"